This is a song about "There is no escape"

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

If you to check out

That gal want me ride har

Where there is no rules car

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

Art is art, there ain't no comparison/

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

Look out below, there is no inventory control

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Chemically there is no recipe to restore chemistry

Yes, im gluttonous. d.c. up in this

Yeah, there is no cage bitches

You can't escape, there is no one to save with a cape

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight