This is a song about "Sex doll"

A coward dies a thousand deaths

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

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

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

You would bet on malcolm sex

Malcolm sex is still a

You're fucking with me, nigga

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

And we havin' rough sex

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes