This is a song about "Small bedroom"

Who drank caprisun and masturbated in my bedroom.

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

Ain't no women at the shows

You get hit wit a small dose

So, i just need someone to talk to, kinda rushed

In the bedroom doing things that she wouldn't

For 9 years in spain had the time share

Turn the bedroom into a fair

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

Come there, if i wasn't in your bedroom

Even if the amount of money is so small

That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Bare-naked bedroom bouncing better than bunnies

My bitch roll the kush: we smoking japanese