This is a song about "Sex about shit"

And typical lyricists rapping about silly shit,

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Its malcolm sex, things about to get mean

Come see real niggas on my team

Talk shit about the clique,

This is the concrete

And not just the shit about busting caps

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Momma saying daddy a sex addict and a piece of shit/

We about to set your shit on fire

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Makin major statements about outrageous crazy shit

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate