This is a song about "Unserage sex without condoms"

It wasn't about the sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

Spitting fire without condoms the in pop filter

In the gutter lane like i'm master splinter

Quit dreamin, we aint gonna have sex

After lebron, i'm what's next

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

And we havin' rough sex

Got to the end of the tunnel

Malcolm sex is horrible

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

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

Now im a registed sex offender

My nigga banks just be ready for whatever