This is a song about "Sex with puff"

Ya just sit there and huff and puff

Then i said i had enough

I just wanna take a puff, then i start to drift

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

You would bet on malcolm sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

And in love with her, lets have sex

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

I didn’t have sex with u like you said

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel

You just another dumb hoe with some sex appeal