This is a song about "Hotel sex"

It malcolm sex in his automobile"

Puns of pearls, yo tongue will twirl, looka here

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Hungry for more at my hotel room there getting cock feeding

I was in my room hotel playing halo

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

Convertibles with turbo jets

We fight then we have make up sex

And we havin' rough sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Me and your mum had rough sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

It wasn't about the sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense