This is a song about "Guns sex"

You can't evade my guns,

These chalance give me balance

Sweet, okay makes sense

You would bet on malcolm sex

After lebron, i'm what's next

And we havin' rough sex

The capital punishment, the loud police sirens

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

And in love with her, lets have sex

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

It malcolm sex in his automobile"

And i ain't tryna spit, but got dollars here

Artillery weak with guns

Silicone bitches got the confidence