This is a song about "Sex money drugs hoes"

Good kids make bad grown ups

No money, power, or drugs,

Water-less, they sprinkles us with the bullshit that they there through drugs and hoes,

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

We left em a world that's cursed

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

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

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

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Thugs in their clothes, hustling with drugs to get love from the hoes

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

All the girls wanna have sex

Just who is malcolm sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths