This is a song about "Sex to flesh"

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

Etype of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that is supposed to dress to impress

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

I'm on deck i'm up next

All the girls wanna have sex

You would bet on malcolm sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

I'm after you bringing traffic through

So here comes malcolm sex to murder you

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

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

They say them colors must be fake

Eat human flesh rare as steak

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

Like a puzzle cuz i like to mess wit the flesh