This is a song about "Sitting on my bed"

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

I hear them talk, and run back to my room, my dad checks up on my bed//

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Just getting stoned on my fukn bed

Sitting there in his bed,

You could say i'm friends with fred

Dump yo ashes in my bed,

And please never disrespect my set

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

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

Holla out my set

Still laying in my bed

Sitting on the world, i got life in my hand

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

My ass sitting, awful on metal without no cushion,