This is a song about "Sex money and murder"

And murder leaves no retribution

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

And repurpose other versions of your murder bed

Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

Dealing in depression, murder and lyrical impregnation

Vampire diaries, once upon a time and sex and the city

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

When i'm down and out, i get up and right

And ill murder anybody in my eyesight.

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

And we havin' rough sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years