This is a song about "Orgasm and sex"

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

My life is a wet dream, and everynights a sex scene

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Me and your mum had rough sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

You would bet on malcolm sex

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

And in love with her, lets have sex

If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess