This is a song about "Bed food girls naked"

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Dump yo ashes in my bed,

And california on that jerk shit

Days turned for the worst as i run home naked

I don't want you to have my permit yet

Every night i go to bed,

If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit

Oh boy, we're getting naked

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

I never laughed just waited naked as the time moved past,

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,

They gotta point em out baby

Are too far out for naked eyes to see

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food