This is a song about "Lets get freaky in the bedroom"

Ambition mixing liquor with life's lemons

Who lets little boys get ran over in intersections

Wake up in make up on the floor sore with a whore and sock hung on the bedroom door

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Lets bring the soul in this rap its like stevie and run,

I'm fed up, we gotta start teach the children

My mom doing drugs in her bedroom

And her smile lit up the room

You had a new clear heart. guess i was hiroshima

A caged, unleashed freaky beast, leftist like in pisa,

It's how we put it there

Turn the bedroom into a fair

Buyin' the best of fresh prince for the bedroom

Let me say this the realest bitch in the room

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

Come there, if i wasn't in your bedroom