This is a song about "I dont get tired"

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

I dont know you yer i get that

I dont have to say it twice, no sleep, man i gotta get my rest out

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

I got tired of her letting him get away with the beatings

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Dont get me wrong i love the land that we made

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

This how i hear it different

I was tired of that chump

I said man i dont get you / you rather be a man stuck in the gutter un critical/

To do this was my decision cuz i have this vision that one day my raps will

Dont know what im saying but i gotta get this shit

Like a monica skinded with a madonna spirit

God dont let them get to me while i sing your praise

Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face