This is a song about "Sex on the roof with lexis pounded her for hours"

They rang the bell and pounded on the door

You ain't gotta worry no more

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

There's no reason for her to continue on with this torture.

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Wake up six hours later naked on the table

My swag is to the roof

A far reach from them rap dudes

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

Don't ask for trouble, cause we blow the roof off and let you crumble in the rubble/

Shawty my bait, she say she never scared

I spoke to my friend for hours on end

Lock the door, and have silence for a few hours

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

You would bet on malcolm sex

Convertibles with turbo jets