This is a song about "Mudchute sex pest"

A coward dies a thousand deaths

And we havin' rough sex

I dont give a fuck about your sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

See i can only love you when you undressed

Of life cause you may comeback as a pest

But that’s just life, where i’m from

Malcolm sex, the next eminem

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Dinin on this pest with these tyrannical texts

Me and your mum had rough sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

After lebron, i'm what's next

You would bet on malcolm sex

And in love with her, lets have sex

I'm on deck i'm up next