This is a song about "Not being able to sleep"

Maybe his hopes were not in a slight able to come to life.

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Obsessive compulsive, peculiar, i'm not able

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

And if i speak the good into existence, that instant my dreams will unlock

My understanding led to not being good, the gods only knew how to mock

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

I need these pills to be able to sleep so i take three naps

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

My understanding led to not being good, the gods only knew how to mock

Duck duck, say goose

Able to call a truce

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

And not to mention it not only mean "being in a mansion"