This is a song about "Why you sleeping"

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

How you sleeping on my but then expect to make change

Wonderin why everyone's so persistent thunderin in telling me what to do,

Your so damn soft,thats why im sleeping on you,might go into a coma and still be beating on you

Get off a key like i can’t sing

While you were pretending to be sleeping

Mamasita mamasita, why you leaving again

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

When i get to warwick avenue

Why did i ever want you

Light skinned women, all sex everything

Fuckboys better wake up with all that sleeping

Wake the fuck up and hear me, you must be sleeping

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring