2 A.M.

2am I'm drinking and I'm thinking that it's over with
So many fleeting thoughts that I'm trying to grab a hold of it
Close to sick I'm cold with it fallen in the vulture pit
They trying to take soul but I won't let em get a hold of it
2am I'm drinking and I'm thinking that it's over with
So many fleeting thoughts that I'm trying to grab a hold of it
Close to sick I'm cold with it fallen in the vulture pit
They trying to take soul but I won't let em get a hold of it

Day to day struggle I just write it how I live it
Sitting different with the vision wishing I could ride that nimbus
I been spittin' they don't listen only see me when I fit in to their prism
It's a prison for an artist on these writtens
Quite a sentence they won't get it but I won't mimic Ai
I know you love it but there's a reason that I'm in it
There's a reason that I pen it they all chasing cheese and lettuce
But not so fast there's a hunger you can sense it
Better than the wide consensus they too focused on their mentions
Menace with bars i just paint a better image
Miyazaki and I meant it believe it when I said it
Take the music as a map I'm just trying to be a legend if you get it

2am I'm drinking and I'm thinking that it's over with
So many fleeting thoughts that I'm trying to grab a hold of it
Close to sick I'm cold with it fallen in the vulture pit
They trying to take soul but I won't let em get a hold of it
2am I'm drinking and I'm thinking that it's over with
So many fleeting thoughts that I'm trying to grab a hold of it
Close to sick I'm cold with it fallen in the vulture pit
They trying to take soul but I won't let em get a hold of it



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Writer(s): Scott Miller
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