This is a song about "Wrestling the army sex"

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Sex time in the clutch you already know i deliver,

First i have potential, now i got them answers

The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers

And destroy the army. so bad, pacifists would enjoy to tar me.

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Now i'm lay the smack down, no wrestling

With a note there and im thinking of reading

Specially equities, reckon we smile

The malcolm sex experience is sure to rile

All the girls wanna have sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

I know they mad i’m on, but that's too bad cause err shit, i'm here to stay i brought my bags

You gotta posse where's the army, no officer i have no more drugs that's

Dont matter the age or sex long as they view it

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit