The Morning Process

Okay, the morning process, wake up, wake up

We gotta, wake up, wake up

Can't hold the progress

Still gettin' outta bed in a daze, a slow process

I revel in the grotesque

Scuff with the clouds, snap out, and I'm at home stressed

Can't hold the progress

Still gettin' outta bed in a daze, a slow process

So I meddle with the process

Puff with the clouds, snap out, and I'm at home blessed

Ey, yo, T, what's wrong with ya?

Opposite of insomnia, eyelids heavy

Passing out on the couch

Write a rhyme and then I cross it out

Fall asleep in my book, hush now, not a sound

It's like a dream sequence when you flow

Maybe from a classic movie scene that you quote

Sinking in my chair like quick sand

Now I'm falling through the hour glass

Holding on with this hand

An hour passed, all I did was sit here

I was reliving past days in the kitchen

As a kid, looking up, grandma cooking lunch

I wander to the freezer to sneak out an ice pole

Hiding in the garden, tryna dig a nice hole

In the flower bed, red petal, green stem, brown earth

Got caught, laughed till my mouth hurt

Now I'm a teen again, skippin' class

Up in McDonalds, kinda lean again

Eating poison, addicted in a slight way

Might stray down the escalator, to the arcade

Onto the pool place, laugh with my friends

I wanna stay here, it's too late

Now I'm home alone in my humblest abode

Working forty-six hours weeks, slumber, then I go

Contouring the flows with my bro Harry Love

A catch up is so overdue, it's ridiculous

Killin' shows with Madnice and Fliptrix

Sleepin' in the back seat, watching lights in the distance

On the road again, eyes start to close again

Half expected, like I'm a damn narcoleptic

Damn Leaf, this beat's ill man, you blessed it

Got me sleep writing, subconscious reflectin'

Lookin' in the mirror, see the face of my children

Tryna live forever with the missus, stay buildin'

Life is a struggle, sometimes I stay ill

But waking up to the fam is a great feel

Can't hold the progress

Still gettin' outta bed in a daze, a slow process

I revel in the grotesque

Scuff with the clouds, snap out, and I'm at home stressed

Can't hold the progress

Still gettin' outta bed in a daze, a slow process

So I meddle with the process

Puff with the clouds, snap out, and I'm at home blessed

The morning process, wake up, wake up

Gotta wake up, wake up