This is a song about "Sex with crystal"

I pry my eyes from that crystal glassed mirror.

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Its kinda sad u only losing the people u losing the people near

Finally i can see crystal clear,i see you have no career, your troubled with fear

Young, nigga having sex many ways with your mother.

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

Crystal-balling you... see you're harshly screwed up

Just who is malcolm sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

A coward dies a thousand deaths

You would bet on malcolm sex

Bitches these days have sex so much and end up with so many fucking kids

Engineering, medicine, religion, fine arts, and built the great pyramids

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

All the girls wanna have sex