This is a song about "Sleeping collint"

And i'm sick of not sleeping,

Money ain't a thing

You dead sleeping with them fishes

And panned out, i'm all in love

Sleeping on the streets putting beside him some purses

And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Sleeping in your beds and in your sheds,

How can i persuade more heads to hear this great shit

Sleeping habits adapted to the moon's orbit

I hear it when i'm sleeping

Get off a key like i can’t sing

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

And she would do anything for everything

I used to have a nine to five

While you were sleeping, i was writing rhymes