This is a song about "Rough sex"

Pocket racked up all big faces

Feels i gotta be rough

That will my make your life rough

Cause my thing something vicious

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

But it wasn't enough,they want mo' rough

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

You would bet on malcolm sex

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

I first had sex in preschool

Then you look like a fucking fool

Sweet, okay makes sense

I call heads, but i get sex/

I must go like fly route

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt