This is a song about "Hard sex"

Malcolm sex, the next eminem

Flyer then the rest of them

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

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

You would bet on malcolm sex

Me and your mum had rough sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

A coward dies a thousand deaths

I dont give a fuck about your sex

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

So don't ask me why they strung out

Too much sex appealing.

Fuck it, im leaving

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

I stay awake , dreaming for sex