This is a song about "Sex and drugstore"

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

My life is a wet dream, and everynights a sex scene

Sweet, okay makes sense

Just who is malcolm sex

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Here i go again, searching for love

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Who has nothing better than to put they foot on balls and get toe tagged like foot sex damn bro/

A coward dies a thousand deaths

And we havin' rough sex

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

It wasn't about the sex

And in love with her, lets have sex

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps