This is a song about "Time to go to bed"

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

Tell my hoe it aint nowhere near time to go

Enough, its time to go public, with your handicap thats not announced,

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Even when i'm sleep, i got vision

Go to bed. lay down my head. wait for the sun.

Your story ends its time to go home

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

And told her to go to bed, her face turned blue,

Ay though i love you hate that bitch that's always with you

Not know if today was my time to go,

Fortunado, the porsche apollo, wars'll follow

I put my body to bed

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

I'll be nothin' but a replica lookin' in the mirror

A quick thinker you go against her no time to tinker