This is a song about "Weed sex money"

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

You would bet on malcolm sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

You could never find out

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

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

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Heard the sound of several gun shots