This is a song about "Turtles having sex on the subset"

So all that other shit you on dead, burial

Malcolm sex has got sluts in the fetal

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Rap 'bout the sex, still a virgin boss

Better then sex is what goes on next.

My god come before this bread

It wasn't about the sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Faces, sex on the white sand beaches of saint thomas, though this ain't

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Young, nigga having sex many ways with your mother.

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

You was on a bed having intercourse with four whores,

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Sweet, okay makes sense

All the girls wanna have sex