This is a song about "Sleep"

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

Sometimes it results in a permant sleep.

If i can take you in my sleep,

I said i got my ass beat

Fucking ya own sister in her sleep

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

Crazy talking and foolish

Enough pain already to sleep with

I can kill these writens i my sleep

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Place the knives precisely where you sleep

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

I could do this shit in my damn sleep

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

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

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