This is a song about "Jacks mum get my bed"

Choices make it pointless haunted things in my bed,

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Shit you've read rapping from my bed

Kill that whore right there in my bed

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Still laying in my bed

Code red, which means you go red

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

Wake up in the morning sitting on my bed

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

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

But i will still give your mum my drops of cum

Odd future wolf gang, wu-tang banging in your system

My mum is sick of the smell so i have to get some antibiotics,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks