This is a song about "Sex money and murder"

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

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

And murder leaves no retribution

One time give it up for him

We thinkin you got em and going murder

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

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

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

And repurpose other versions of your murder bed

Or will they kill me while i'm sleepin, two to the head