This is a song about "Sex money and murder"

And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

I'll murder mind / and reverse the time

And this is my testimony about god and his murder.

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

I never use a fork i always spoon her

We thinkin you got em and going murder

Money, murder, marijen bitch im on that crip tonight

I just think we need one night, can't decide if i came right

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him

Dealing in depression, murder and lyrical impregnation

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

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs