This is a song about "Sex drugs and money"

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

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

A whore is someone who want money for sex

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free