This is a song about "In bed"

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

But i chose lonesome instead- hitting bitches not so wholesome in bed

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

Choices make it pointless haunted things in my bed,

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

Wake up in the morning sitting on my bed

Why you woke up alone in a bed

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

And i'll end up in a bed up in the hospital locked,

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

That girl you love got your bros in her bed

Fuck around you gon' need a stint at the doctors

Than wakin' up in a bed and lyin' down in a hearse

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead

Ahead in life and out of bed