This is a song about "Sex money droga"

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

All the girls wanna have sex

We fight then we have make up sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

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

Listen son,these rhymes wont even get you dick,forget sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

I call heads, but i get sex/

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

And we havin' rough sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Convertibles with turbo jets

It wasn't about the sex