This is a song about "Sex at starbucks"

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Quit dreamin, we aint gonna have sex

You would bet on malcolm sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

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

While everybody got ammunition on deck

We fight then we have make up sex

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems

Covering their arms with cuts and spending all their money at starbucks

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Now im a registed sex offender

I'm on deck i'm up next

Just who is malcolm sex