This is a song about "Sleeping bags"

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Got a scholarship, my bags were packed

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Bags under my 'isaac', grinding to the laws of motion

Procrastion, penetration, and to speak while you sleeping

I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking

But fuck all you scum bags

Switch swag on you little dick fags

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

And blastin' to snatch you fags like hand bags

Real nigga, that's just how i'm built

The bags have been packed and zipped

It sorta becomes a cycle like hoes bleeding

Me? i'm never sleeping, only seeking the meaning

Let my angel sing

I hear it when i'm sleeping