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

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

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

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

After lebron, i'm what's next

And in love with her, lets have sex

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Because there ain't no coming back from that

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

And now that you're grown up you need to start roll,

Carefree i don’t need the stress

Rappin is sess, laced with rock and yes/

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

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