This is a song about "Sex money and murder"

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

And panned out, i'm all in love

And repurpose other versions of your murder bed

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap

You're very attractive, and notice that

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

After this battle ill be apprehended, and charged with murder

And murder leaves no retribution

Bamas surprised, deprived from attention

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

Dealing in depression, murder and lyrical impregnation

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

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

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs