This is a song about "Sleeping in bemirs bed"

Sitting there in his bed,

God bless the dead

Why you woke up alone in a bed

Your heart was false just like the words you said

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

Im abusing the pen... like a hooker in bed

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

I would stay quiet and cry in my bed

I lay awake and strap myself in the bed

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

Put you to sleep and now you're back in bed/

In needing of a feeding its stopping me from sleeping

You know that love is a very serious thing

Choices make it pointless haunted things in my bed,

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head