This is a song about "Hardcore sex"

Just who is malcolm sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

And we havin' rough sex

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

My flows hardcore, sharper than a raw sword

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Hardcore raw metaphors are strong as the queens' jaws,

Convertibles with turbo jets

All the girls wanna have sex

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

Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head

Im spittin at you hardcore here goes geronimo

Wanted to jump the gun but ain't know it was loaded though

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

We fight then we have make up sex