This is a song about "Want to sex you"

It ain't where i been

I just want you to listen

You might want to bring a stitch

Trip, and then you never snitch

They don't hear my bark

You want to step on my yard,

Remebering streets you want to avoid

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

The boa know they loving the crew

Even haters dont want to know you

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

I want to be everything to you

You would bet on malcolm sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

I'm tryna learn somethin new

People always want to judge you,