This is a song about "Jorge anthony"

Ouch me bad like i'm mad

That moschino shit is so back

I feel like malcolm lookin out this gotam window/

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Malcolm sex is the devil's minister

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Hello i am malcolm

Just call me david versus goliath

And wonder how we ever came to this

Words so effortless, call me henry david thoreau.

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

You never tire, might as well as inspire

The malcolm sex experience is sure to rile

Ouch, look out for the wall, aim for the couch - i'm 'bout to fall

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall