This is a song about "Girls sex boys cars"

Another dead woman,another bad boys

I should have been named joyce, so we can rejoice in my choice,

Just who is malcolm sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

When bret hart meet brett farve

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

Got like a hundred cars

You pull up in parking lots

Girls now days i swear down there all sex mad

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

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

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

A lot of girls pussies cause he's fucking malcolm sex

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense