This is a song about "Trash bed"

Just because you said my shit was trash,

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

You try to talk some shit but your diss is garbage, trash

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

Is not far from white girls with big bread

Dump yo ashes in my bed,

Comin' and goin' every moment in bed.

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

Or even fucking cutting in bed/

Yeah this shit got me feelin' like useless trash

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Sitting there in his bed,

I put my body to bed

My voice make her wet