This is a song about "Sex money drugs"

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

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

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

And we havin' rough sex

After lebron, i'm what's next

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

All the girls wanna have sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

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