This is a song about "Chickenheads bobbing for oral sex"

It's bobbing and weaving like it's cassius clay

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

Just who is malcolm sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

A whore is someone who want money for sex

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

I'm on deck i'm up next

And in love with her, lets have sex

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Dont need them blowing me up for some make-up sex,

Spit equators equate to strain ya neck head bobbing

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

You would bet on malcolm sex

When your girl gives me oral

Cause this album pack enough evil