This is a song about "Cyber sex"

Malcolm sex, the next eminem

I just wanna go to the slum

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Convertibles with turbo jets

And we havin' rough sex

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

We fight then we have make up sex

I call heads, but i get sex/

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Call me malcolm sex or tyson

Catch you up on places i've been

Mix my guiness with a dr. pepper

Now im a registed sex offender