This is a song about "Not getting sleep"

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

Sleep does not come for me. sleep does not confort me.

From the conversation, but i did not mind, because i was still getting, the information

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

See, not only am i colder, i'm also getting warmer

Fuck rap, i'll be a landlord so i can rape the tenants daughter

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

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away looking back hoping

Not about getting high, there is more to life

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Getting rich is something thats not on my mind

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

See, i'm not only getting older but i feel that i'm getting colder

Simply give me a beat, i guarantee i’ll make a hater move over

Its not about getting connections,

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns