This is a song about "Sex whitout"

I call heads, but i get sex/

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Dick out, cake in mouth, sex sex sex, check her eyes, yup their red,

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

Now im a registed sex offender

My nigga pac, be ready for whatever

It wasn't about the sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

A coward dies a thousand deaths

I dont give a fuck about your sex

Listen son,these rhymes wont even get you dick,forget sex

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Me and my microphone could be one

Call me malcolm sex or tyson

The only time i flirt with her

Malcolm sex is the devil's minister