This is a song about "Sleep beneath"

Shit, if i was old enough to speak

Demons torture me in my sleep

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Beneath the mist, chillin in the hidden valley

Your the scum of the earth beneath me

Trying to catch me riding dirty

With foreign names, valet the range

Their caught beneath a tide of this righteous age

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

I know it can't get no worse than police or beneath.

Beneath the surface of your skin like surgeons

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Homeless no where to sleep

From the back seat, back seat

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

Forever submerged, viewing the paint, beneath boats