This is a song about "Valentine s sex"

Why me, i say it cause we number one

Malcolm sex, the next eminem

I dont give a fuck about your sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

And in love with her, lets have sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Where i from, it get cold

S queezys very bold

Convertibles with turbo jets

I call heads, but i get sex/

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense