This is a song about "Having sex wit sebastians mom"

I call heads, but i get sex/

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

But make sure if they do see

Having some prosperity

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

Having sex till four o'clock in the mourn but u still checking your phone

Call me malcolm sex or tyson

And last but not least please don't tell no one

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

All the girls wanna have sex

Kill people, burn shit, fuck school

I first had sex in preschool

Ive been having these thoughts

Intendent attend them, cool cause