This is a song about "My homies and i cant find time to sleep"

Me and all my homies like to chill n shit

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

It never crossed my mind, how much i improved from then to now and time to time

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

So, i began to find other ways to kill my time.

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Go find rhymes that aren't discrete and find time to make them neat

Whats his native people, find it harder for nights to sleep through,

It's something you provide that make me want to get inside you

Time to find a goal and never quit so you accomplish it

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror

To why i have a bad girl good girl i cant find her