This is a song about "My bedroom"

I'm in my bedroom on my small bed, just typing up lines,

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

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

Go in the room and shut the bedroom door and wake up in an ambulance

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

In her bedroom window i would peek when she was asleep.

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there

Turn the bedroom into a fair

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

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red