This is a song about "Sleeping on me"

She can be my sleeping beauty

Once as a slave who imagined being free

In needing of a feeding its stopping me from sleeping

Its easy on tv make them believe what they be seeing

Sleeping with his eyes wide shut

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

Hot coffee for you niggas sleeping, you bitter let me put kareem in

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

The time is now, on everything

I hear it when i'm sleeping

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

Sleeping in the ground on a mound full of shit i'll spit on your tomb, i would've even