This is a song about "Bed with you"

You was on a bed having intercourse with four whores,

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Your heart was false just like the words you said

That girl you love got your bros in her bed

You will be on your bed

Nobody ain't own us yet

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

I wish i just in bed right now with your best mate,

Lying dead, with liquid so red, all around your reasting bed.

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

And i hear em feeling my florida swagger

In yo momma bed, that feelin' you feel is anger

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Ten more depending on where wale going