This is a song about "Sleepless cooked nights"

I've seen the drug busts, cocaine cooked into crack rocks,

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

But you're probably cooked at the moment

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Late nights, just me and the microphone

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

Bun b, i’m underground king

Straining kush through dark nights while reigning

Sleepless stupor, 3 am

They talk say cool jew na the man

Is never that's equivalent to me and sarah

When i spit shit gets cooked yours looks salmonella

No wonder why when times get hard

Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark

Inspiration in the game music during nights

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines