This is a song about "Prison sex"

Caught up inside this mental prison

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

Now im a registed sex offender

Well one man’s trash is another man’s treasure

A coward dies a thousand deaths

We fight then we have make up sex

Lubbed up in prison with rapists

Mama told me it'd be days like this

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

I'm on deck i'm up next

It wasn't about the sex

I first had sex in preschool

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

Only chicken heads chicken out