This is a song about "Sex drugs money"

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Just who is malcolm sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

A whore is someone who want money for sex

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

We left em a world that's cursed

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

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

Me and your mum had rough sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably