This is a song about "Weed money sex"

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

I'm on deck i'm up next

It wasn't about the sex

All the girls wanna have sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Part of me though, is searching for answers

The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers

And we havin' rough sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

Niggas rollin' deep, burners pulled out

You would bet on malcolm sex

After lebron, i'm what's next