This is a song about "Halloween sex"

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

On halloween day we didnt even have no pumpkins

Cafe, momma, let me thrown on the rubber

Malcolm sex is the devil's minister

It wasn't about the sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

After lebron, i'm what's next

And we havin' rough sex

Quit dreamin, we aint gonna have sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Eat 'em like halloween candy when i lay down and relax

A coward dies a thousand deaths

And in love with her, lets have sex

Cold world no blanket son

Call me malcolm sex or tyson