This is a song about "Into the bed"

Im abusing the pen... like a hooker in bed

And don't perform after him or you might regret

I lay awake and strap myself in the bed

A clever idea to take something they said

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

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

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

The bills kept raising the stress, i remember waking from bed

I work hard for everything i get

Got a bitch scared to the point where she wet her bed

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

Sitting on the bed while they cooking up that coke

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

Thats right little bitch, save yourself the embarrasment and go to bed

When i hop up out the bed, i need a parachute

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food