This is a song about "Sex harassment"

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

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

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

And we havin' rough sex

Can't decide, take em out

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

An let forth with endless harassment,

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Listen son,these rhymes wont even get you dick,forget sex

It wasn't about the sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Just who is malcolm sex