This is a song about "Beauty sleep"

We can't catch the beat

Homeless no where to sleep

She can be my sleeping beauty

Hopin' that my niggas see

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Your beauty was as resourceful as a river

Place the knives precisely where you sleep

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

Most bitches, niggas call gone real or fake

My sleeping beauty will probably never wake,

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

I can kill these writens i my sleep

Or count sheep while you sleep

I don't know defeat

Just to see the beauty in your eyes.

Picture me lettin this chump survive