This is a song about "Heavy sleeping"

Sleeping in your beds and in your sheds,

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Blackberry and t phone

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

While you were pretending to be sleeping

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

In needing of a feeding its stopping me from sleeping

Listen, these niggas is tripping

Couldn't keep sleeping, but kept thinking.

Wake the fuck up and hear me, you must be sleeping

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

That shit was wack as fuck

Sleeping with his eyes wide shut

Leaving him eight hundred and forty pounds heavy,

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see