This is a song about "Sex offender"

You would bet on malcolm sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Its the offender and the majority say i'll offend ya its not even possible to

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

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

Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel

It malcolm sex in his automobile"

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

To provoke her temper, you're the offender,

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

It wasn't about the sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

And we havin' rough sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths