This is a song about "Bed"

Or even fucking cutting in bed/

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

Ill be beside your death bed

Woo-hah, got you all in check

This bed is useless anyway

How i think about you every day

Finding more light to shed

You will be on your bed

Laying live souls on your damn death bed,

This is like love, that you can never get

Like a church in debt

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

And don't perform after him or you might regret

Cause i’m getting more kids, then michael’s bed/

Is not far from white girls with big bread

I'm grinding, putting these kids to bed