This is a song about "Geting on your bed"

Kick back and know yo son set

Well shit... she bled, on the bed,

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

Whilst i'm sat here gettin paid, laid on the bed

And there's pictures on my bed that i was sortin' through

Ya family will be missin you, theres a kiss for you

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

I bled on the bed and then on da table

Drink your ice tea and enjoy geting beaten by me

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

I hear them talk, and run back to my room, my dad checks up on my bed//

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

I put your bitch in the bed than we fucking on your door

And then leave your ass in a hospital bed.

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet