This is a song about "Wanting sex"

The plight of a rapper or whatever

Now im a registed sex offender

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

Reading texts wanting draws which i never denied

We fight then we have make up sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

"im mad with wanting to have you back"

Me and your mum had rough sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

And we havin' rough sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

Wanting to leave but always coming back to mary jane

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud

Every afternoon not wanting to be around