This is a song about "Weed and sex"

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Smoking weed and listening to rap

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

And delete that weed you are

Me and your mum had rough sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

They talk to me saying all i should do is kill,have sex and smoke weed

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Slim davy, malcolm sex, we rape, kill, and rap