This is a song about "Sex toy"

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

If you don’t watch out

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

And in love with her, lets have sex

You're sure to catch her witcha one day boy

All you did was use me and treat me like a toy,

On my back boy, holla back boy

Go play with your sex toy

That's right bitch boy you just a toy to me,

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Sweet, okay makes sense

Just who is malcolm sex

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Just a misfit toy pull my cord and hear "howdy"

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

Cause you're a toy, a fixture, even gandhi will hold it