This is a song about "Cant sleep"

But we know all the same people so we got to speak

Dreaming heavy, deeming ready to accept my sleep

Sleep on me like these kidnaps

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

Sometimes it results in a permant sleep.

Sorry mama, i can't turn the other cheek

An #kief, that'll put the #little baby bird to #sleep

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

But hey yo look, money from across the street

I ain't gonna eat, i ain't gonna sleep

Fucking ya own sister in her sleep

I can always go home and look down my street

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Demons torture me in my sleep

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep

I loved watching her when she would sleep.