This is a song about "Sleep on me"

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

Ill give you time to sleep on your rap schemes.

In the caravan with some latin bitches

I need some sleep, it cant go on like this,

My burial at sea gets to me when i sleep, creeping up/

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

But hey yo look, money from across the street

I dream we could sleep on one sheet, sit on one seat

And my mom put me right down to sleep

I can always go home and look down my street

With tracks on my sleeve, you girl are never gunna leave", forever awake no sleep

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet

Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates

Speak too late be taken post to sleep on stakes