This is a song about "Suicidal death bed"

All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear

Bullied, beaten, suicidal, then he came out as queer

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

Knife to your throat, leave a suicidal note in your coat

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

Comin' and goin' every moment in bed.

Give us this day, our daily bread

Or even fucking cutting in bed/

Sitting there in his bed,

My god come before this bread

Woo-hah, got you all in check

Ill be beside your death bed

Laying live souls on your damn death bed,

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

I put my body to bed

Probably die getting some head