This is a song about "Sleeping logan"

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

//yo motherfuckers y'all been sleeping on lucifer....

You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper

Sleeping with his eyes wide shut

I know you're mad, but so what

And if you wanna disturb the sleeping giant,

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

100000000 people sleeping on cots

You pull up in parking lots

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

And your car they leave, in the darkest street, and flee then, while you sleeping,

Imprinting all my thinking on your linens while you're sleeping

If not i'm hoping that this letter could convey how i'm feeling

Whenever im sleeping gotta make sure ion drool

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool