This is a song about "A pillow of"

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight

Our heads dont hit the pillow til we see sunlight

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Refill the stomach of a biter, with the venom of a viper

Save some, save none at the same time

A life of luxury or a life of crime/

I'm the bastard son of a

That's gettin' oldplus with tha drama

I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried

Every time she slept, held the pillow real tight