This is a song about "Sleeping bags"

She can be my sleeping beauty

Snort a little, now you're getting groovy

Put my number in your phone

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

Or the chick leaving

And i'm sick of not sleeping,

It aint funny, they got money bags stacked higher than everest

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

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

It sorta becomes a cycle like hoes bleeding

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Fuckboys better wake up with all that sleeping

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Sleeping in your beds and in your sheds,

I don't wear jewels, too much conflict

The bags have been packed and zipped