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

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies

A clever idea to take something they said

Chaos is widespread, but people say i made my bed

But i will still give your mum my drops of cum

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Lemonhead end up dead

I put my body to bed

Who know this be the life that i really live

Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks

And don't perform after him or you might regret

Straight to song writing the minute i get out ma bed

My wrists run red with blood splattered on the bed.

Me and you in extasydon't be upset

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

I would stay quiet and cry in my bed