Malcolm sex, the next eminem
What up girl, tell me how you been
Sweet, okay makes sense
It wasn't about the sex
All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed
Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed
Now im a registed sex offender
I'm gettin discouraged with her
I dont give a fuck about your sex
A coward dies a thousand deaths
I'm on deck i'm up next
I call heads, but i get sex/
All the girls wanna have sex
Leave the keys with that bitch, jets
Go play with your sex toy
2 of her friends in the back boy
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