This is a song about "Sex games"

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Malcolm sex, the next eminem

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

You would bet on malcolm sex

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

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

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Girls always playing games with emotions

Had i not been exposed to these things

These motherfuckers think i'm playing, i ain't playing games,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

I like my girls skinny with brains

Dont wanna play no mind games