This is a song about "Sex shooters drugs"

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Just who is malcolm sex

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

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

I put them shooters on the corners like that nigga dirk

Malcolm sex is the devil's minister

I'm gettin discouraged with her

All the girls wanna have sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Bonding over our love for drugs

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Weaker shooters than stormtroopers slayed off