This is a song about "Theres a moster under my bed and i"

Theres this thirst and i cant quench it, with life, i've had a hard friendship

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

Chaos is widespread, but people say i made my bed

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Theres nobody i would be but me and no one can affect my quest

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Well, theres a coloring book filled with colors from me, i tried my best

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Changed numers i left apology letter under the bunk bed she was

I would stay quiet and cry in my bed

Sunroof flow so over your head

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

I started when i would take a note book and hide under a tree

But you couldn't love a pot head, even though i deflowered you in my bed.

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget