This is a song about "Sex pussies"

Just who is malcolm sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

By any means necessary get campaign right

To run and hide, now your pussies fried

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

I call heads, but i get sex/

Sweet, okay makes sense

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

No sensuality you said it wasn't a problem eating these pussies

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

You would bet on malcolm sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

These pussies are pushing it, ‘bout to cross to the line.