This is a song about "Slumber"

Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine

As i sit back and slumber, i wonder at the time

You say my love was gonna work from a upper

I guess imma beast, awoken from slumber

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

Away to slumber in my house so i could paint 'em and sell 'em,

They just be eager for money they ain't trynna jesus' mother

I'm uttering whatever like i was mumbling in my slumber

Maybe party but theres no slumber.. she my baby but theres no bubba

Multisyllabic and internal rhymes about conscious topics, creating the

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

Why do i need to be the one who suffers,i can't enjoy my self while i slumber