This is a song about "Sex money and murder"

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

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

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

We thinkin you got em and going murder

They say your name for attention

And murder leaves no retribution

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

So here comes malcolm sex to murder you

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

I'll murder mind / and reverse the time