This is a song about "Morning sex"

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

And in love with her, lets have sex

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

You would bet on malcolm sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

After lebron, i'm what's next

It wasn't about the sex

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

Dick out, cake in mouth, sex sex sex, check her eyes, yup their red,

Self-hatred...i hate you...and myself

Hello, hi, good morning, brace yourself

The stalkings are costing so i start forging by morning

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Me and your mum had rough sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense