This is a song about "Sex to flesh"

Promote sex to children under the age of ten,

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Who has nothing better than to put they foot on balls and get toe tagged like foot sex damn bro/

That bitch fresh at rich flesh

Baby i’mma mess, mess

He strikes a matchstick to ignite his plastic dolly for sex

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

They at the same spot they making no progress

Like a puzzle cuz i like to mess wit the flesh

You would bet on malcolm sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

They talk to me saying all i should do is kill,have sex and smoke weed

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Your ignorant feeble attempts at rap leave me stabbing at your flesh