This is a song about "Sex money and murder"

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

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

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

And this is my testimony about god and his murder.

And we havin' rough sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

And now these hoes are on my line

I'll murder mind / and reverse the time

And ill murder anybody in my eyesight.

Body 2 body baby, we gotta do this right

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Money, murder, marijen bitch im on that crip tonight

Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride

A whore is someone who want money for sex

Monday through monday we be cashing checks