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