This is a song about "Lot of wana bed"

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

With a lock - in the back of the parking lot

Lot of feelings, just trying to eradicate,

Early adapters agree they all late

Jt: no one to hold her tight

Pour a lot of cyanide

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Thats just the cherry on top, not the lot of it

So you finally got the nerve

I got a lot of haters.

And i ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say

Pulled a lot of doubles along the way

Lot of things i'm getting pissed off about

And i be countin' money till i pass out

They share the same bed, instead of happiness they prefer dread

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head