This is a song about "Sex money and murder"

Money, murder, marijen bitch im on that crip tonight

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

I'll beat the fuck out your bitch anonymous, ike turner

After this battle ill be apprehended, and charged with murder

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

And this is my testimony about god and his murder.

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Ohhh, wait 'til i get back to campus

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness