This is a song about "Tanning beds"

I didn't know what i was up against, they put the gun in my hand and the next day i was up the fence

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

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

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

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

I got ten bad bitches in two bunk beds,

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

So, shake ya plats, shake your dreads

Sleeping in your beds and in your sheds,

Pay dues like a hair salon

Bunk beds with night light on

I got ten bad bitches in two bunk beds,

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I bet you and ya girl sleep in separate beds,