This is a song about "Weed sex money"

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Just who is malcolm sex

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

And we havin' rough sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Convertibles with turbo jets

It wasn't about the sex

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up