This is a song about "Sex money and murder"

I'm on deck i'm up next

And we havin' rough sex

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Magic city, a stack for the fattest asses

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

My favorite hobbies include murder and rape

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

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

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see