This is a song about "Bed weting"

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

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

The ones u listen to when lying in your bed

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

I don't want you to have my permit yet

Laying live souls on your damn death bed,

Thats right little bitch, save yourself the embarrasment and go to bed

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

Grandpops gets shot when he's asleep in bed

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead

And repurpose other versions of your murder bed

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

I put my body to bed

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Dump yo ashes in my bed,

My god come before this bread