This is a song about "Sex whit u"

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

A whore is someone who want money for sex

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Something wicked this way come

Malcolm sex, the next eminem

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Malcolm sex is the devil's minister

I emit confusion with my whit i'll have you trippin, help i've sunken

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

I dont give a fuck about your sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

Just who is malcolm sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

Having sex till four o'clock in the mourn but u still checking your phone