This is a song about "I want sex"

I don't really want no babies,

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

You would bet on malcolm sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

Just who is malcolm sex

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet

They talk to me saying all i should do is kill,have sex and smoke weed

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes

I call heads, but i get sex/

After lebron, i'm what's next

That's all i fucking want

No gimmick: real time, real heart

And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next