This is a song about "Skylar having sex"

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

A coward dies a thousand deaths

And we havin' rough sex

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

Call me malcolm sex or tyson

Sweet, okay makes sense

You would bet on malcolm sex

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

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

Having sex till four o'clock in the mourn but u still checking your phone

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Young, nigga having sex many ways with your mother.

Now im a registed sex offender

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for