This is a song about "Bunch beds"

Bunk beds with night light on

My sim card's the bomb

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

The chosen one in a bunch of matter

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

A bunch of senseless bullshit, we don't get days on the beach,

Your bullet points so hollow they could probably pierce body armor

I polish off the impostors, under beds i'm a monster//

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

Of letting heads progress to zen we're shredding beds and wrecking heads

So, shake ya plats, shake your dreads

Sleeping in your beds and in your sheds,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I got ten bad bitches in two bunk beds,