This is a song about "Sex money and murder"

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

And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

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

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Money, murder, marijen bitch im on that crip tonight

You ain't got one or the other well brother good night

And ill murder anybody in my eyesight.

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Dealing in depression, murder and lyrical impregnation

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

And murder leaves no retribution

And in love with her, lets have sex

After lebron, i'm what's next