This is a song about "Sex with bonnie"

We fight then we have make up sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

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

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

On some bonnie and clyde shit

And you all will respect that

I call heads, but i get sex/

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

Just who is malcolm sex

Sweet, okay makes sense