Troubled Sleep

[Intro] Tried...uh... dope... [Verse 1] I kick that with passion, kick back, they rap Just to lay back in may back, how stupid is that? How stupid is rap? you gon' judge over facts And throw mud on my ass cause the fit of the cap Bought a backpack that's holding the top of my lap Fuck that, I'm getting topped in the back These stems like the feathers I fly with Chilling in East and ten pounds we get by with Vest so, if I'm hit, I'll walk away, scratch this But you still be sleeping like pillow and mattress Bellow out smoke, I've the lung of an actress We so acrobatic, we sexing with backflips Said my hung, but I act it I mean average size, but you shitting, you getting smacked bitch Been about a year since I did the smack And I'm still acting like a real thorough-bred bastard [Bridge] I mean I mean I mean I mean [Verse 2] They tried to make me go to rehab I said, "fuck that", if I die, you would be glad My mind on the grass and I think of falling back To a time when I couldn't afford a Kit Kat Let alone a four track, let alone a bad ho Riding in the Benz, they like why you sad fo'? I'm like, I ain't sad, I'm just occupied Done with work, slide off with pills in a ride Pills by my side, you the thrill of my life But you also one bitch of a wife [Outro] 9:13, Personal note: When I was a little kid my mother told me not to stare into the sun So once when I was six I did The doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal I was terrified, alone in that darkness Slowly, daylight crept in through the bandages, and I could see