This is a song about "Bedroom"

Wake up in make up on the floor sore with a whore and sock hung on the bedroom door

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

Look in your bedroom drawer theres a key and under your bed theres a chest

Come there, if i wasn't in your bedroom

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

And took a big shit all over your bedroom floor

Controling my steamknowing my team to deserve more

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

Dream weaver smoking that white widow out my bedroom window

Looked around the room that's when i seen her bedroom door shut

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

Buyin' the best of fresh prince for the bedroom

And her smile lit up the room

My mom doing drugs in her bedroom