This is a song about "Sex drugs mafia"

And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

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

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Sell a dub mix some drugs

Good kids make bad grown ups

Sweet, okay makes sense

It wasn't about the sex

On some mafia shit but i ain't fucking with that gang life

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

I call heads, but i get sex/

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Quit dreamin, we aint gonna have sex

And we havin' rough sex

After lebron, i'm what's next