This is a song about "Sex money and murder"

The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

And in love with her, lets have sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

It’s obvious that girl you’re fine

I'll murder mind / and reverse the time

And ill murder anybody in my eyesight.

I'll never forget, never forget the night

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

A whore is someone who want money for sex

After this battle ill be apprehended, and charged with murder

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

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Money come and money go still money problems addin up