This is a song about "Gay sex"

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

All the girls wanna have sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Sweet, okay makes sense

Me and your mum had rough sex

Quietly becoming a top tier

It malcolm sex in his automobile"

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

I dont give a fuck about your sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Quit dreamin, we aint gonna have sex

Call me malcolm sex or tyson

Shit, we don't believe none of them

Because what you spit is gay,

You make a nigga's night turn day