This is a song about "Sex love and money"

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

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

A whore is someone who want money for sex

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

She aint an object but neither is money and ill have that free based love

Commitment no not really, and shawty don't be silly

Vampire diaries, once upon a time and sex and the city

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

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

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

And we havin' rough sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths