This is a song about "Sleeping bags"

I need a backyard full court size

The mirror, bags under my eyes,

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

I'm a winner , bags for disposing guys,

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Fuckboys better wake up with all that sleeping

We getting money, you can face the facts

I want millions of body bags

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

And i'm sick of not sleeping,

And how it feels to feel that feeling

I hear it when i'm sleeping

Procrastion, penetration, and to speak while you sleeping

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything