This is a song about "Fucking in bed"

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

Fall on your head because women say i am good in bed

Or even fucking cutting in bed/

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

Soup pal every night i'm fucking a new gal i go straight to bed never let them

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

Kick back and know yo son set

Dump yo ashes in my bed,

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

The ones u listen to when lying in your bed

Comin' and goin' every moment in bed.

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Still laying in my bed

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

Choices make it pointless haunted things in my bed,