This is a song about "Superbowl sex"

While everybody got ammunition on deck

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

A cocaine measurer, part time lover

Malcolm sex is the devil's minister

It wasn't about the sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

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

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Malcolm sex is horrible

I'm modest, and humble

And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex

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

I first had sex in preschool

Y'all truancy, i'm high school