This is a song about "Mattress"

I still got shipments of sentences under my blankets 'n mattress

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Im bout to lay it down mattress,

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Stussy’s g-shock with my custom pair of 3d glasses

So she lay me down on the mattress

Put bills under the mattress to turn me to a dreamer

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Im lyrical acid/ radio active/ flow strikes like matches/ burning threw ur mattress/

Usin lyrical gadgets flippin a rap mattress on it's back like an acrobat does

I am white but i fuck races. arrest me for this rap i've had many cases.

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

A stain on the mattress, so your dad is your mums brother

Nigga, you don't claim none, fan i am the teacher

Put bills under the mattress to turn me to a dreamer