This is a song about "Underage sex"

You would bet on malcolm sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

You say my love was gonna work from a upper

Malcolm sex is the devil's minister

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

All the girls wanna have sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

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

We fight then we have make up sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Malcolm sex is horrible

No one notice your struggle

Now im a registed sex offender

A breakdown broad oh she could of done better