This is a song about "Rough sex"

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Me and your mum had rough sex

Then you look like a fucking fool

I first had sex in preschool

Two reflections into one

Call me malcolm sex or tyson

Cause you never liked it rough,

All we need is convienient love

Wood chain with a jesus

Cant get enough, she likes it rough

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

You could never find out

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

Malcolm sex, the next eminem

Sweet, okay makes sense

It wasn't about the sex