This is a song about "Kill sex money drugs"

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Sweet, okay makes sense

Just who is malcolm sex

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Of you wannabes rapping bout thugs,drugs, and sex,

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round