This is a song about "Space sex"

You would bet on malcolm sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace

I look ahead, i see outer space

I dont give a fuck about your sex

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

And we havin' rough sex

Overseas or outer space

But she took it in his place

Quit dreamin, we aint gonna have sex

After lebron, i'm what's next

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex