This is a song about "Sheets"

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Just curl up between your sheets

Wipe my ass with your lyric sheets

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Trap our young black seeds

Writing relentless on sheets

Billboards, rap sheets, and studios holding my name

Baby, ain't saying names but we not the same

Cause after all the lights and screams

Just curl up between your sheets

Writing relentless on sheets

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

You're not unique, what, you got with my mom, in the sheets?

Workin' in stations, fixin' up boxes, grabs paper sheets, writin' down rhymes//

I’m a pretty dark person, i’ve though about ending it a million times