This is a song about "Joah cunning pillow"

Then some lady named billie holiday

On a pillow for the rest of the fuckin day

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

This is more about nothing, i'm the fucking show

That’s when i wake up, alarm booming my ears, my pillow filled with tears,

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Were the best challengers you're shits pillow soft

A mother’s son dead, was killed by some kids popped

And your bars is soft like a pillow

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

Put head on the pillow and go rest

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

The pillow looks back at me and says "no."

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

A killer man cunning n straight can't figure me i'm pain giver sipping seas like river