This is a song about "Sleeping"

You dead sleeping with them fishes

Scholarship for my mistress

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Sleeping in your beds and in your sheds,

I used to be the most humble until

Holes in skulls, that stuff is my sleeping pill

Sleeping with his eyes wide shut

Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck

Wake up sleeping cheating im dreaming constantly competing

So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

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

Fuckboys better wake up with all that sleeping

Just tell me that i ever meant anything

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

I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking