This is a song about "Sleep overs"

I can kill these writens i my sleep

If you don't know, maybach is the clique

Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique

Place the knives precisely where you sleep

Or count sheep while you sleep

Cause they right down the street

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

Rattled like a baby but i never get to sleep

Demons torture me in my sleep

I pray the lord my guns to keep

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

Sometimes it results in a permant sleep.

I need to beat

Homeless no where to sleep

Enough pain already to sleep with

Ships that sail to distant places