This is a song about "Squirrel sex"

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Listen son,these rhymes wont even get you dick,forget sex

I'll make you hurl i'm sick and higher than a squirrel would sit

I got the whole damn world on this shoe shit, true shit

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

You would bet on malcolm sex

She says your sex aint legit

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

It malcolm sex in his automobile"

Won't heat or burn me, i'm the coolest nigga here

It wasn't about the sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

Malcolm sex, the next eminem