This is a song about "Sitting on my bed"

But i could barely afford the sheets on my bed

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

Had a dream like martin luther, little bit of hope

Sitting on the bed while they cooking up that coke

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

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

Wake up in the morning sitting on my bed

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

I put my body to bed

Cutting me this worthless check

I put my body to bed

Nobody ain't own us yet

Still laying in my bed

My voice make her wet

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

I've been sitting here tapping on my keys, staring at the clock.