This is a song about "Sex fiend"

It wasn't about the sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Another fiend who quit believing, another demon, just

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Remember being on the corner like a fuckin' fiend

Sweet, okay makes sense

Me and your mum had rough sex

A flaming gleam while they scream unseen, a screaming cracked fiend

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Just who is malcolm sex

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out

I’m a fiend not a drug fiend but a dough fiend

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast