This is a song about "The monster underneath my bed"

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

Pulled him into my bedroom, threw him onto the bed.

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far

By birth of baby jesus underneath the eastern star

He bled out all over my bed, and stained the sheets.

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Still laying in my bed

Ain't finna peak yet

Darkness will surround ya and we'll swallow ya like the locness monster.

Material girls can't call you, cause you deserve all from the honor

By becomin friends with "the monster"

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Wake up in the morning sitting on my bed

Finished mean done, and done mean dead