This is a song about "Hospital beds"

With shocks at hospital, we learned to just duck when it pops,

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

"callin' the mental hospital it's, time for a needle."

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

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

So unzip the bra be in awe from the nipple

No patience, like a empty hospital

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

Now my homie's in the hospital with a breathing unit,

It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little

You get my heart rush quicker then the shocker at hospital.

I bet you and ya girl sleep in separate beds,

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

I got ten bad bitches in two bunk beds,

Monday through monday we be cashing checks