This is a song about "Sex with austin"

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Me and your mum had rough sex

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

They had a hell of a run

Malcolm sex, the next eminem

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Like a czar,like austin powers im feeling randy and carlcee,other then them

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

We fight then we have make up sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

It wasn't about the sex

And we havin' rough sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

Engineering, medicine, religion, fine arts, and built the great pyramids

Bitches these days have sex so much and end up with so many fucking kids