When I was young I used to ask, “Do monsters sleep in my room?”
They said the more you think it out, the more they turn into you
When I was young I used to ask, “Do monsters sleep in my room?”
They said the more you think it out, the more they turn into you

I’m the deranged, before you win you must experience the pain
All this religious talking made my spirit insane
That Glock is still gonna pop if he unlocked it and aimed
Bullet cases graze the roof to children thinking it’s rain
When I was young I used to ask, “Do monsters sleep in my room?”
The Boogie Man at my window and he trying, he true
The corner store is filled with horror stories, spider, no news
Back to normally planning, ain’t no stopping us soon
When I was young I used to ask, “Do monsters sleep in my room?”
When I got old I start to let them broads sneak in my room
Smoke a spliff with their connect and get as high as the moon
Proper bands, it’s me and Cipher in the back of the school
Swear they Superman, but only when they step in the booth
But Clark Kent in a suit do not fit in the sauce
Hippy false, one inside, ain’t no telling what’s true
I said it’s false, one inside, ain’t no telling what’s true 

When I was young I used to ask, “Do monsters sleep in my room?”
When I was young I used to ask, “Do monsters sleep in my room?”
When I was young I used to ask, “Do monsters sleep in my room?”
When I was young I used to ask, “Do monsters sleep in my room?”

Serving like coke in the game, coca pimping, no cane
The flow is ten in the frame, I done invented my lane
Stitching the pain up with indica, E and J in the cup
If I saw you falling then we keep some goons up in the cut
Traffic, traffic here, you tryna pack this here and hold this up
Please remove your garments before you pack this CD up
Strict precedes the follows when you underground the media
Not gonna move this work on a trip, expedia

When I was young I used to ask, “Do monsters sleep in my room?”
They said the more you think it out, the more they turn into you
When I was young I used to ask, “Do monsters sleep in my room?”
They said the more you think it out, the more they turn into you
When I was young I used to ask, “Do monsters sleep in my room?”
They said the more you think it out, the more they turn into you

When I was young I used to ask, “Do monsters sleep in my room?”
And when they sneak into you, that’s when I knew it was true

When I was young I used to ask, “Do monsters sleep in my room?”
When I was young I used to ask, “Do monsters sleep in my room?”
When I was young I used to ask, “Do monsters sleep in my room?”
When I was young I used to ask, “Do monsters sleep in my room?”