This is a song about "Bunk"

Bunk beds with night light on

When you took my hand up so calm

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

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

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

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

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

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I got ten bad bitches in two bunk beds,

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

I got ten bad bitches in two bunk beds,

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

For bunk meat, neon lighted butchers were chumps bleed