This is a song about "Under beds"

I'm coming under the sheets smother

And then along came the wrong man for her

We're made for each other

Now your done and six feet under

Under performing i'm under #performance, losing my thoughts/

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

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

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Whatever we under, keep composure/

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

I just cant under stand it

Control is what you had me under

We fuckin' it up this summer

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

But now your under a hood