This is a song about "Being sleepy"

Bun b, i’m underground king

For going on being

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

I’m being sarcastic,

I got some fire and shit

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

Im tired of being slepted on

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

And i wonderwhere will i be next year

Being an alchoholic i fear,

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

Aint my fault your fans find you shit sleepy now look

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

Discards his card of complete control, having these sleepy eyes