I be laying in bed But rhymes just fill my head Like I'm trying to go sleep Tell my eyes don't peep But I hear the rhymes And I fear the time I'd spend writing it down Wake up late like a clown Act like a bozo in class When I really need to pass Actually scrap that Forget it I'm already gonna pass I wont every come in last I'm always on my way to 1st That was a stupid verse I'm gunning for the top I'd really have to drop If I even gotta worry But I really need to hurry I mean it's three oh one And the amount of sleep I got is none like my bars Must come from the stars Cause when I don't get a wink I don't even gotta think But the rhymes flow When I really need to sleep Like I can't even keep a proper train of thought I'm still lying in bed As rhymes fill my head Let's hope I can still function And I don't wake up acting drunken See you later. Good night.