This is a song about "Bunk"

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Changed numers i left apology letter under the bunk bed she was

I got ten bad bitches in two bunk beds,

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

And everybody's having sex

I got ten bad bitches in two bunk beds,

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

For bunk meat, neon lighted butchers were chumps bleed

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

My brother on the bottom bunk, hates it, but it's all right

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Shit now i'm going to hell maybe i'll bunk with hitler,and we could take turns in

You're so drunk take a nap on your bunk, you’re dealing with stuntman, so be aware

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

Cause i hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt