This is a song about "Pregnancy and sex"

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

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

And we havin' rough sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Just who is malcolm sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

And sitting on side are my two sex pistols,

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Recklessly take seventy specialties but not on my pregnancy,