This is a song about "Sex drugs guns and murder"

My home girl told me i got an issue

So here comes malcolm sex to murder you

And in love with her, lets have sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns, drugs, and ass,

Cause in the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayneanother hustler makin' major cash

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

And don’t offer least of shit to these people’s opinions

Competition on the court

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

Just know that i'm always

With no guns and no shields