This is a song about "Love and beds"

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

And in love with her, lets have sex

I got ten bad bitches in two bunk beds,

Convertibles with turbo jets

Or now they don't praise enough

Who cares about hearts and love

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

And i know love me baby

What could you do ?if it was up to you

When love is broken and you're thrown askew

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

Beaten and shattered, love is just a hazard.

You should check into a facility, i heard they're givin out hospital beds

Invent things like spaceships, diamond baguette bracelets and earn a few pay checks.