This is a song about "Sheets"

Billboards, rap sheets, and studios holding my name

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain

But not my sheets so i don't give a shit,

Im sayin one night my love is like that

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

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

Get blown like lawn leaves

Writing relentless on sheets

Just curl up between your sheets

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Ass shots in her seven jeans

Just curl up between your sheets

Wipe my ass with your lyric sheets

Little more weed, first class seats

Laugh at me i'm white as bleach in diaper sheets

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans