having sleepless nights in a cyclical insomnia till the sun shine bright
this is like a nonstop flight sitting tight while i write in broad daylight
everytime i can't sleep its like i'm color blind only seeing black n' white
too tired tonight to even put up a fight its like i'm knocked out cold
with no where to go gotta let the story unfold n' the truth be told
i'm uncontrolled out my mind that i struck gold banging from behind
parkin' my escolade into the most comfortable parkin' spot i could find
