This is a song about "Sex money drugs"

It wasn't about the sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Amen, they say you only live once

No money, power, or drugs,

You would bet on malcolm sex

After lebron, i'm what's next

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet