This is a song about "Sex with monkeys"

I'm on deck i'm up next

Me and your mum had rough sex

I didn’t have sex with u like you said

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

Call me malcolm sex or tyson

Something wicked this way come

The sun's always out

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

It wasn't about the sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

They call me better now. see when everything is stopped

The living proof we needed to show how monkeys evolved

Go play with your sex toy

I should have known from the start boy

"no more monkeys jumping on the bed" but i am not respondin',

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win