This is a song about "Sex toys"

Convertibles with turbo jets

It wasn't about the sex

Cause his toys are better than what yo sellin on the street

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

On toys for my baby princess

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

Put a g spot on a 8 cloud

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

It malcolm sex in his automobile"

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Beat mc's like you than throw em away like broken toys