This is a song about "Hard core sex"

I'm "hard-core, see there's another metaphor

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

They make it worth more

I've searched through my core,

After lebron, i'm what's next

Just who is malcolm sex

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

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

Gonna yamoto on your face cause i got a fusion core

Controling my steamknowing my team to deserve more

Genious brilliance core,leaving screaming for more,

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

The media implores, that knowledge will corrupt the core

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

Now i live it out