This is a song about "Sex money and murder"

And repurpose other versions of your murder bed

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Dealing in depression, murder and lyrical impregnation

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

And murder leaves no retribution

I know they pay me too much of attention

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Say a grown man can separate lust from love