This is a song about "Slumber"

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

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

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

Never been a nigga more intricate with the wisdom

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

I guess imma beast, awoken from slumber

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

Alright take me on, i wouldn't do that my gramma could beat you with a

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

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

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

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger