This is a song about "Sex an love"

From an innocent little child, i grew up to love gore

My ambition is ammunition if this is war

Just who is malcolm sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

A depressed mess accepting empty sex and left bereft of love expressed

All the girls wanna have sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

She aint an object but neither is money and ill have that free based love

While everybody got ammunition on deck

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

I call heads, but i get sex/

Sweet, okay makes sense

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

Only 19, i love an a$$ in its prime,