This is a song about "Goat sex"

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Just who is malcolm sex

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

I wanna slice open peoples throats like midevil sacrifices but theres no goat,

Well she left him never spoke, not even a reply to his facebook poke,

Convertibles with turbo jets

And in love with her, lets have sex

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

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

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

And cooked you like a goat meat hell wanna calling you

You would bet on malcolm sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

I stay awake , dreaming for sex