Up All Night

[Verse 1]
Make a wish, double double digit, one short of armistice
I can finally settle to comfortable levels of registering synapses
Disaster happens so I snap up into action
Then I realize I was dreaming, wipe the drool up with a napkin

I wish I got the time right it’s 1 a.m. on a school night
I see the moon and like two stars, worn out like my windpipes
That’s the sky that I like before it ignites like pyrite
Some might call it too dark, I call it that mood light

Internal clock nocturnal, burning my words to a journal
Gimme a knock-knock on my turtle shell, I’ll poke my head out
I broke the pen out it was locked up in that rigid time
A rapper worth a dime can’t just spill fillers and make it rhyme

As for me, imma spill while I’m filling espresso
Shaky hands, sick of gripping I’m feeling a let go
Call me crazy, I ain’t missing my bed though
Insanity happened cause I’m down to do it again, whoa

[Hook]
Darkness helps me appreciate the light that I can get
No need to mediate the time I spend with it
I’m gonna be up late, so i feel at home
No sleep, I’m gonna be up late, so I feel at

[Verse 2]
Elegant illumination, some you see it, some you don’t
Composition changes along with the information flow
There is beauty in “the absence of”, like
We love what we had in the past, chasing that “what was”

Like “what was I doing in hours preceding sun up?”
Run-run, feels like a leech is eating my gut blood
We struggle nightly, wonder why we’re stuck up
Craft thug, hence the hands are calloused and cut up

Shut up! Says I to the sunrise
I’m feeling alright when the time piece strikes five
You don’t know full until your hungry, darkness until light
Likewise, I’m more alive because I've felt myself die

(felt myself die)

[Hook]