This is a song about "Napping"

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

The thing you call 'rapping', too brief 'n' he fall napping,

You're a circus act, more worthless crap than a napping mexican i can refill

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

Haven't felt this hungry since i started rapping, capping bitches like it was napping/

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Like a handless teenager fapping, was napping where'd i go wrong

One way or another you'll be givin it up, huhi guess cause i'm black born

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Getting real tired of your shit, now i'm napping/

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

I make the best single syllable raps even while napping