This is a song about "Bum sex"

And we havin' rough sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

There i was kneeling on the ground, felt like i was being drowned, and at the

Another bum as a janitor, all we gotta do is learn algebra,

We fight then we have make up sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Anytime you wanna cry, just pull a kleenex out yah front, bum

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Sweet, okay makes sense

Just who is malcolm sex

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I call heads, but i get sex/

I'm on deck i'm up next

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes