This is a song about "Sex money and murder"

After lebron, i'm what's next

Me and your mum had rough sex

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

After this battle ill be apprehended, and charged with murder

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime

I'll murder mind / and reverse the time

A whore is someone who want money for sex

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

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

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

And ill murder anybody in my eyesight.

Not me, i bet you remember the night