This is a song about "The sex song"

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Of the sex organs, you better checks smalls den cause unless

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

And then the box plays my favorite b.o.b. song,

Well man i do the yacht

Release the song, cash the lot

Carolina where i made it from

Malcolm sex, the next eminem

Where i went wrong

Hope you enjoyed the song

Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone

You bitch'll need a tampon by the end of this little song

This is the end of my fucking song

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

All the girls wanna have sex

I'm on deck i'm up next