This is a song about "Squirrel sex"

Call me malcolm sex or tyson

So keep fronting till my peeps come

I'm on deck i'm up next

We fight then we have make up sex

Squirrel is running on the roof

Its cold as shit in this booth

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

After lebron, i'm what's next

You would bet on malcolm sex

And we havin' rough sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

And in love with her, lets have sex

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps