This is a song about "Sexing hope to sleep"

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

The kind of stuff im pouring makes the bandits go to sleep,

To make sure that my son has hope,

Shout ymcmb, mmg we run the globe

Sleep haunts me. sleep tortures me. sleeps not what it's cracked up to be.

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

An #kief, that'll put the #little baby bird to #sleep

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

Go to sleep and end the night

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

I hope i'm not to late

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

Rattled like a baby but i never get to sleep

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat