This is a song about "Sex money and murder"

David hit the pavement with this grapple rap

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Droppin jackets on the stripper and every single is fifty

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

Talk shit, take a stand in the same rhyme

I'll murder mind / and reverse the time

And ill murder anybody in my eyesight.

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up