This is a song about "Drunk sex"

A coward dies a thousand deaths

You would bet on malcolm sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

And in love with her, lets have sex

She got back with her old boy

Go play with your sex toy

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Sweet, okay makes sense

And we havin' rough sex

Quit dreamin, we aint gonna have sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

Every time i get drunk i'm never drunk enough

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Dick out, cake in mouth, sex sex sex, check her eyes, yup their red,