This is a song about "Sex having"

Cycles," "you're no michael jackson, i'm having

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Ive been having these thoughts

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Cars? got to whip it out

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

I dont give a fuck about your sex

Malcolm sex is still a

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

We fight then we have make up sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Malcolm sex is the devil's minister

Young, nigga having sex many ways with your mother.

A full time sex slave, never find another