This is a song about "Sleep deprived"

Enough pain already to sleep with

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

Rhymesayer won't succumb later when deprived of containers

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

If he does my soul to keep

Fucking ya own sister in her sleep

If i die, don't wanna be deprived of that final moment of my demise

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Me and my peeps often meet

Or count sheep while you sleep

All my life i was very deprived

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

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

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

I need to beat

Homeless no where to sleep