This is a song about "Bed"

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Shit you've read rapping from my bed

Dump yo ashes in my bed,

My god come before this bread

Laying live souls on your damn death bed,

Nobody ain't own us yet

Kick back and know yo son set

Sitting there in his bed,

Lemonhead end up dead

Still laying in my bed

Ahead in life and out of bed

I respect that you don't know yet

Well shit... she bled, on the bed,

Is not far from white girls with big bread