This is a song about "Sleeping be"

I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor

Whenever im sleeping gotta make sure ion drool

Sleeping in your beds and in your sheds,

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Procrastion, penetration, and to speak while you sleeping

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Not rapping? guess i must be sleeping. oh crap

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

While you were sleeping, i was writing rhymes

Wake up sleeping cheating im dreaming constantly competing

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

While you were pretending to be sleeping

Bring that dude to life day, he wasn't at the meeting