This is a song about "Sleeping logan"

Thinking how i could rid evil and let the good conquer

Sleeping with the fishes like a motherfucking otter.

Fuckin' up my gold pots

100000000 people sleeping on cots

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

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

Its ok matt you can think of her while your sleeping

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

While you were sleeping, i was writing rhymes

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Sleeping habits adapted to the moon's orbit

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Couldn't keep sleeping, but kept thinking.

Wake the fuck up and hear me, you must be sleeping

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