This is a song about "Tanning beds"

Four big bottles of water a day, two packs of marlboro reds

Of letting heads progress to zen we're shredding beds and wrecking heads

I polish off the impostors, under beds i'm a monster//

Whether it's god almighty, or the almighty dollar

Bunk beds with night light on

My sim card's the bomb

"make a fool of me" upon uttering a threat in attempt to self defense

You should check into a facility, i heard they're givin out hospital beds

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

I bet you and ya girl sleep in separate beds,

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

I got ten bad bitches in two bunk beds,

Roll up niggas be like sex

Sleeping in your beds and in your sheds,

I got ten bad bitches in two bunk beds,

Convertibles with turbo jets