This is a song about "Sticky sex"

And now it's clear as this promise

Mouth filled up with my sticky stuff

Let the sticky stuff take you even higher

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

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

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

And they giving hickies to my dick as i am puffing sticky

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Call me malcolm sex or tyson

They like talk to em young

It wasn't about the sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

After lebron, i'm what's next

Just who is malcolm sex