This is a song about "Love sex riot"

Now i live it out

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

Just who is malcolm sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

A depressed mess accepting empty sex and left bereft of love expressed

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Mount olympus is quiet until i go and start a riot

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

And we havin' rough sex

Me and your mum had rough sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

That get excited about a fucking riot

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that