This is a song about "Sexual desire"

No time for the chick who fucked the whole mankind

There's tension though, of the sexual kind

He's going to move across things that'll stop him from his hearts desire!

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

And its only to my fans desire

Im on fire lyrical supplier, being the best is my only desire

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Building a fence, to keep the sexual tension at bay,

I'mma do the right thing though, take shock anyway

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Destroy anything i desire lyrically i'm on fire,