This is a song about "Life and sex"

Marijuana medical, smokin on the edible

Right now your sex life is just hypothetical

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

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

And in love with her, lets have sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

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

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

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

You would bet on malcolm sex

Sweet, okay makes sense