This is a song about "Sex drugs money"

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

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

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

And in love with her, lets have sex

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

A whore is someone who want money for sex

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

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

Convertibles with turbo jets

Just who is malcolm sex