This is a song about "Sex the streets poverty"

All the girls wanna have sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Malcolm sex, the next eminem

Cold, my style making my nose run

The correct answers malcolm sex man

Fifth wheel on the back just hang

And she throws up whatever she eats

Betta stay outta the streets

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Malcolm x, by any means

This where the haters is, this why they hate us here

Must be my sex appeal, the ladies ideal

Trap our young black seeds

Played our beats on the streets

Cops won't look in the streets,

I said believe in your dreams