This is a song about "Sexy rapist"

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

Like the rapist, who fucked your mom when he laced it

Like a rapist who claims he has no recollection,

Or do you understand the stressing, the aggression

I'll leave a z on your bottom right after i poke you~sexy zee,

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

The face mob, kept it ghetto for the h town

Body so sexy, she could never let me down

Tie it in silk and name it sexy;

Playbook like a oxford dictionary

I reminded him about his prison days with face rapist ray

But habits have changed and i've been trying to change mine all the way

I'm more insane than a rapist, or a stateless racist

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist