This is a song about "Sex money and murder"

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

Money, murder, marijen bitch im on that crip tonight

Can't keep up, get your liters in order

We thinkin you got em and going murder

And ill murder anybody in my eyesight.

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

So here comes malcolm sex to murder you

I really love my miami crew

A whore is someone who want money for sex

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