This is a song about "Money sex weed"

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

I miss the better days

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Just who is malcolm sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

I call heads, but i get sex/

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

How i'm outgoing but don't be going out

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt