This is a song about "Sleepin"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Cause i'll come creep in while your sleepin then pretend to be freddy

Wake up these fuckers sleepin' on me, quit snorin'.

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Enough to drive a man insane, a woman insane

Sleepin' on the floor of a tent in bitter pain.

Will they kill me while im sleepin, two to the head/

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

My sleepin' pills though, shit man do they do the trick

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

These niggas sleepin on me, i can hear all them snore