This is a song about "Drugs drinking sex"

Just who is malcolm sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Sweet, okay makes sense

It wasn't about the sex

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

I wish i could live with no fear

Drinking a forty ounce beer

A coward dies a thousand deaths

You would bet on malcolm sex

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

Like drinking the evidence.

After lebron, i'm what's next

I call heads, but i get sex/

Couldn't keep reality, yet kept drinking.

Listen, these niggas is tripping