This is a song about "Sex guns and murder"

Dig, these niggas is fake joe

We got dat guns and flow

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

I, slap bitchez and toke guns for fun

Riding around without a fuck given

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

Dead man beside em and he takes his guns and mags

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

And repurpose other versions of your murder bed

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

And we havin' rough sex

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

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