This is a song about "Sex money and murder"

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

So here comes malcolm sex to murder you

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

Of you wannabes rapping bout thugs,drugs, and sex,

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

And the bitches you fight em, heres some liquor or lighter

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Thought this was forever love

My talent should take me places i've never been

And murder leaves no retribution