This is a song about "Sex fiend"

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

I’m a fiend not a drug fiend but a dough fiend

No longer with us; he's deceased

Like a fuckin machine, a goddamn fiend,

Once the message released

Got the genes of a fiend

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

And im still mean rappin gets me high like a true fiend

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

Remember being on the corner like a fuckin' fiend

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

And in love with her, lets have sex

Not only had the fiend died

Ain't that how black's do it, right