This is a song about "Sex monkey"

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Just who is malcolm sex

I sip the forty ounces, and mix that shit like brass monkey,

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Lady at the frank stand will

Malcolm sex is horrible

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody

Snoop dogg and eazy-e, weed and brass monkey,

A coward dies a thousand deaths

I dont give a fuck about your sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

We fight then we have make up sex