This is a song about "Micheal scott sex"

I call heads, but i get sex/

Sweet, okay makes sense

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

You would bet on malcolm sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

And we havin' rough sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

I first had sex in preschool

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Scott la rock, mac dre, and jam master jay,

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

And in love with her, lets have sex

The clinical attempts at schizophrenia's critical

Still your little side show,bout to killer micheal,