This is a song about "Sex therapy"

I'm not getting no therapy

Hey, must be the money

Convertibles with turbo jets

I dont give a fuck about your sex

And in love with her, lets have sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Quit dreamin, we aint gonna have sex

I just want somebody i can see

And fake friends need some therapy.

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

We fight then we have make up sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex