This is a song about "Sex drugs and rock and roll"

You and your bitch rock it,

You ain't gon find that

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Who listens to rock n roll,who raps and lives in the ghetto

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

Break it down, roll it right, roll tight, load and light

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

Regardless to all them, i appease her

I just roll down my window and holler

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,