This is a song about "Waking a somnambulist"

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Dreaming about making it as a rapper but waking up and still climbing the ladder,

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

The bills kept raising the stress, i remember waking from bed

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Or fast asleep, waking others by snoring

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

Then waking up in the morning sore next to a damned dead blonde whore

Any thing to say a a a a a a

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Know how it feels waking up every morning

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Ever since you've been waking up as a conscious rapper, it's nice out.

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about