This is a song about "Sleep"

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

Dreaming heavy, deeming ready to accept my sleep

No sleep yep, plenty missed

My women be in the newest

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

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

Didn't know where to go, didn't know where to sleep

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

I can kill these writens i my sleep

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

I ain't gonna eat, i ain't gonna sleep

I can always go home and look down my street

Get away scott free cause im more descreat than sleep,

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

Place the knives precisely where you sleep