This is a song about "But sex"

Convertibles with turbo jets

You would bet on malcolm sex

You gotta help me out

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

I may exaggerate but butt sex aggravates me

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

Having sex till four o'clock in the mourn but u still checking your phone

Me and your mum had rough sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Come here rude boy, boy

Go play with your sex toy

I'm on deck i'm up next

We fight then we have make up sex

It wasn't about the sex

Sweet, okay makes sense