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

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Pulled him into my bedroom, threw him onto the bed.

He goes away, i get up on my bed to resume, to spit till the hours ahead//

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

Kill that whore right there in my bed

And please never disrespect my set

Dump yo ashes in my bed,

Straight to song writing the minute i get out ma bed

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

I care for you more than my mum

Just a place that they can come

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

I would stay quiet and cry in my bed

Choices make it pointless haunted things in my bed,

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met