This is a song about "Let s talk about sex baby"

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Talk about some (freaking) clearance

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

Nothin fancy about no bounty baby im frantic

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Its malcolm sex, things about to get mean

Talk about how your on the rebound

And i don’t take no dames out

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

You talk big about the corrupt world

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

Now let me talk to you son,

And you can tell everyone