This is a song about "Weed bitches murder sex club"

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Niggas rollin' deep, burners pulled out

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

Bitches these days have sex so much and end up with so many fucking kids

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

I call heads, but i get sex/

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

You somewhere, getting your life in order

Told them i love it when bitches roll up my weed for me

Everybody watching while you touching real money

So here comes malcolm sex to murder you

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

All the girls wanna have sex

Sweet, okay makes sense