This is a song about "Sex with john"

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

I'm on deck i'm up next

It wasn't about the sex

You just another dumb hoe with some sex appeal

I like to ask the bad bitches if they ass is real

I didn’t have sex with u like you said

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

A coward dies a thousand deaths

You would bet on malcolm sex

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

Dick out, cake in mouth, sex sex sex, check her eyes, yup their red,

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Young, nigga having sex many ways with your mother.

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow