This is a song about "Sex and weed"

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Me and your mum had rough sex

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

And sitting on side are my two sex pistols,

One night love: i'mma need that

Smoking weed and listening to rap

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Weed smoke, booze and violence

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

And in love with her, lets have sex

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