This is a song about "Sex to flesh"

Sweet, okay makes sense

Just who is malcolm sex

That bitch fresh at rich flesh

Yes sir, please confess

Like a puzzle cuz i like to mess wit the flesh

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

So is dr. j and moses malone

But now she's all flesh and bone

Ill cut you and eat your flesh to the bone

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

I'm on deck i'm up next

You would bet on malcolm sex

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

Craving and then slitting throats temptations of flesh,

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