This is a song about "Sex money love"

It wasn't about the sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

A depressed mess accepting empty sex and left bereft of love expressed

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

I call heads, but i get sex/

I'm on deck i'm up next

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

I stay awake , dreaming for sex