So sad to say, but it's all good
Aye, hold your head homie, look
11.1.11 is when it all makes sense
Just who is malcolm sex
My music is so good its almost therapeutic
Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit
All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed
My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet
When i get to warwick avenue
So here comes malcolm sex to murder you
Or know what its about
Malcolm sex, there is no doubt
Thats how it is sex disasterously mad
Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back
One time for the ville that cole rep
Better then sex is what goes on next.
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