This is a song about "Sex and vodka"

Fire lit, diffuse the wick, mixed with vodka and gin,

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

Cause i know vodka and juice make a hell of a mixture,

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

A depressed mess accepting empty sex and left bereft of love expressed

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

And sitting on side are my two sex pistols,

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

I'm open to everything if you're inviting your sister

Cause i know vodka and juice make a hell of a mixture,

Of you wannabes rapping bout thugs,drugs, and sex,

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Of the devil and then dance with him, drinkin' vodka,

The beer flowin' like water, louie bag with the prada

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Slim davy, malcolm sex, we rape, kill, and rap