This is a song about "My bed"

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Choices make it pointless haunted things in my bed,

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

But i could barely afford the sheets on my bed

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

Bed and my dick in yo girls ass

So if i do call it's just a check

I would stay quiet and cry in my bed

Pulled him into my bedroom, threw him onto the bed.

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

I hear them talk, and run back to my room, my dad checks up on my bed//

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

He bled out all over my bed, and stained the sheets.

In private, not public in the streets

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I’m just a young nigga advocating ambition