This is a song about "Good sex"

Me and your mum had rough sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Just who is malcolm sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

Listen son,these rhymes wont even get you dick,forget sex

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

We fight then we have make up sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

So when ya see me nigga

Malcolm sex is still a

I first had sex in preschool

That's the sound of my tool

A criminal grind mean hustle

Malcolm sex is horrible