This is a song about "Seductive sex in an islamic temple"

Sweet, okay makes sense

Just who is malcolm sex

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Dick out, cake in mouth, sex sex sex, check her eyes, yup their red,

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

You aint got permission to dodge this collusion, beat you again call it a special

The instrumental, every time i'm in, i skip your lame level, when i step in my temple,

Stained like inc not pencil, hit me hard in the temple, different it was sentimental,

I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.

Put it to my temple and go. *boom*

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune

Then you look like a fucking fool

I first had sex in preschool

Having sex till four o'clock in the mourn but u still checking your phone

That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone