This is a song about "Wild sex"

It wasn't about the sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Pay my haters not too much mind

And they going fucking wild

I just spit my game out

Malcolm sex, there is no doubt

I was young and running wild,

You can search but you'll never find

Me and your mum had rough sex

After lebron, i'm what's next

Just who is malcolm sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

A million nasty things went through my mind

Animal style my style is wild