This is a song about "Duck sex"

Sweet, okay makes sense

It wasn't about the sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

You would bet on malcolm sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Look at ur tits duck are they fake duck

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

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

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

If you quack like a duck and your bill is like a duck

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

I'm on deck i'm up next

Just who is malcolm sex

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

They offered me a mill, just starin' at the old duck