This is a song about "Wild sex"

Better leave it all behind

So i might be awhile, i'm wild,

I was young and running wild,

You can search but you'll never find

I call heads, but i get sex/

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

We fight then we have make up sex

I got a lot on my mind

Then they going fucking wild

Shit i'm lying too! told that bitch i love her for her mind

Next line underneath will explain why my lyrics are wild

After lebron, i'm what's next

You would bet on malcolm sex

Meek milly racked up racked out

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt