This is a song about "Bed and breakfast"

And tell her to make me breakfast

Been blood with them bricks, pimp

And then leave your ass in a hospital bed.

I don't want you to have my permit yet

Used to play dreamcast and your water bed would break

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Ahead in life and out of bed

You could say i'm friends with fred

I bled on the bed and then on da table

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Duct tape and tied to the motherfucking bed post

Comin' and goin' every moment in bed.

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

And repurpose other versions of your murder bed

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set