This is a song about "Sex weed"

They'll have to rename this one

Malcolm sex, the next eminem

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Call me malcolm sex or tyson

Why me, i say it cause we number one

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

All the girls wanna have sex

Respect still there but ya boy's right here

It malcolm sex in his automobile"

Now im a registed sex offender

And then along came the wrong man for her

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

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed