This is a song about "Sleeping wit yur gal"

I hear it when i'm sleeping

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Whenever im sleeping gotta make sure ion drool

Incoming callplus this my homie from high school

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

In needing of a feeding its stopping me from sleeping

And i'm sick of not sleeping,

I just got one request, stop breathing

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

And if you wanna disturb the sleeping giant,

They blowing up my phone

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

You dead sleeping with them fishes

And panned out, i'm all in love