This is a song about "Weed piza sex"

And in love with her, lets have sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

And i ain't tryna spit, but got dollars here

It malcolm sex in his automobile"

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Go play with your sex toy

My team winning that's a fact boy

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

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

Call me malcolm sex or tyson

Something wicked this way come

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Listen son,these rhymes wont even get you dick,forget sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

It wasn't about the sex