This is a song about "Sex money drugs hoes"

After lebron, i'm what's next

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

All the girls wanna have sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

We left em a world that's cursed

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

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

You would bet on malcolm sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

She need now, she ain't never needed love

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