This is a song about "Sexual frustration"

They worship the ground i walk on, though i'm harder than cement

That's why i put my words in my music, to let frustration vent,

Waiting for the shot to escape, this nonsense and frustration

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

No one notice your struggle

Cause i'm a sexual criminal,

Cause i'm a sexual criminal/

Got to the end of the tunnel

I bite my pen due to frustration, you can't imagine any of the shit i've been in

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

Ideas sexual but the rules not flexible,

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Through my frustration, exasperation,

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

And turn it into a non-sexual abrasion/ and my dedication is my evaluation/