This is a song about "There s a meeting in my bedroom"

Come there, if i wasn't in your bedroom

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

Come there, if i wasn't in your bedroom

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

I'm in my bedroom on my small bed, just typing up lines,

Look in your bedroom drawer theres a key and under your bed theres a chest

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Your career are over like mary j bilge in rock of a-g-e-s

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

But now invisible cells around your brain