This is a song about "Sex bears"

Too much sex appealing.

I'm the sushi king

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

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

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

I call heads, but i get sex/

I'm on deck i'm up next

Malcolm sex, the next eminem

I bake the cake but you can't get a crumb

A coward dies a thousand deaths

All the girls wanna have sex

And we havin' rough sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

The correct answers malcolm sex man