This is a song about "In the sheets"

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

Then you'll jump back with the same peak same tweak on those sheets

My bitch a lady but a freak in the sheets,

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

Haven't killed in weeks killed a fuck nigga then i wrapped him in some sheets

You're not unique, what, you got with my mom, in the sheets?

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

When i see the sheets i just see they blood red,

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Laugh at me i'm white as bleach in diaper sheets

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

But i could barely afford the sheets on my bed

Folarin, the muse of the hater

Sheets of nothing perhaps for the remainder,