This is a song about "Bed bug"

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

Just getting stoned on my fukn bed

Bug on my window, maggot, you duck like in limbo, flopping

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Nobody ain't own us yet

Laying live souls on your damn death bed,

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

You ain't a thug just a crushed bug on my windshield on the road to fame,

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Im a bug under your skin, dig through your cells and let your body tick

Shit you've read rapping from my bed

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

Still laying in my bed

Lemonhead end up dead

Cause i'm like a bug nigga, i keep biting!

I say i got it from grinding, perfect timing