This is a song about "Sauce sex"

Now im a registed sex offender

And any chick you can screw i can get wetter

Jasons mask is off and my face is plastered with tobasco sauce

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

Slash your throat into tomato sauce, you'll pay the cost,

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

Go play with your sex toy

They can’t fuck with ya boy

Malcolm sex is horrible

Lady at the frank stand will

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

It wasn't about the sex

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets