This is a song about "Sex money and drugs"

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Always knew where the pot was

And get me some more drugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Me and your mum had rough sex

Sweet, okay makes sense