This is a song about "Wanting sex"

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

Reading texts wanting draws which i never denied

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

I dont give a fuck about your sex

Or know what its about

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

And me and them rappers we don’t share no common ground

Every afternoon not wanting to be around

And we havin' rough sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

Sweet, okay makes sense

It wasn't about the sex

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

After lebron, i'm what's next

I'm on deck i'm up next

You would bet on malcolm sex