This is a song about "Sex drugs money"

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Of you wannabes rapping bout thugs,drugs, and sex,

Just who is malcolm sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

Of having so much drugs, so much drugs

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

It wasn't about the sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

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

Fuck it, odd future some nazis, black nazis don't copy

Down in miami, with a super ho team

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine