This is a song about "Sex money and murder"

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

A whore is someone who want money for sex

Dealing in depression, murder and lyrical impregnation

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap

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

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

I'm on deck i'm up next

And in love with her, lets have sex