This is a song about "Sex mony drugs guns"

After lebron, i'm what's next

Me and your mum had rough sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

All the girls wanna have sex

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

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

It wasn't about the sex

And to pretend as if 2pac is not these dudes intentions

Fuck rappin' about smokin' drugs, they hurtin' your lungs, tons, of guns.

We bustin' like shot guns

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

But i dont carry guns

Guess they ran out of options

And we havin' rough sex

Sweet, okay makes sense