This is a song about "Shit the bed"

Duct tape and tied to the motherfucking bed post

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

Wake up in the morning sitting on my bed

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

The ones u listen to when lying in your bed

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

But i could barely afford the sheets on my bed

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

How the thort of you gets me outta bed

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

I lay awake and strap myself in the bed

Straight to song writing the minute i get out ma bed

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin