Midnight Music

I wait for life to ponder me, rapping my shit till it's hard to breathe Lost my mind. It's wandering in search of another song to sing If only God can judge, I must be blessed 'cause he just pardoned me You say that you second to none (Nun) but, dawg, this is the Conjuring I'm coming up from the peninsula, homie, and yeah they still call it the South The "Lord" isn't here to watch over us now. Let me tell 'em who I'm talking about I'm saying Jamar has been running his mouth. I'm betting Mac Miller is haunting his house Standing my ground but still I'm walking on clouds Local rappers looking up to me like I'm supposed to be their big brother but I wouldn't f*ck your bitch mother with my dick covered in six inch thick rubber If that's too black and white, I'm coming after rappers writing trash and hype I'll snatch your mic because you're wack And acting like I'm cracking wise about your skin color Too many of y'all need hoops to ball, this ain't no coup de grace They say I write sushi bars because I'm stupid raw, and I'm just goofing off I ain't got much to lose at all so I'm not afraid to lose it all Fair play to reverend but even 'Stairway to Heaven' wasn't produced by Gawd, but this was The clock even knows it can't tick right through it So put your hands in the sky for this midnight music I said the clock even knows it can't tick right through it So put your hands in the sky for this midnight music And baby, won't you come my way? You really gonna ride this wave? I'm on my 'Panda' shit but Timmy gets dropped in wells while my Manifest Vodka swells Burning my manly chest like volcanic lava melts a cannabis ganja smell But dammit if this man doesn't 'Rock the Bells' with animalistic chopping skills Soprano rings like a piano. Low key, your lyrical bullets are like pasta shells No I ain't come from the trap like you, and I ain't gonna act like you We don't share the same pain, so why in the f*ck would I rap like you? You the mastermind that's behind your self inflicted pain from gats and nines The stats are lined. You brought that pain upon yourself. The difference is I didn't ask for mine I'm tryna go coast to coast like Space Ghost and spread positive vibes and great hope For black lives, white souls, and grey smoke. They know... There's segregation inside of these fake folks with separation anxiety that blame the Greatest of all time as if Shady's the scapeG.O.A.T. Why do you hate though? So maybe I'm just thinking too much to fall asleep tonight Or maybe you're just thinking too much. I'm all you need tonight The clock even knows it can't tick right through it So put your hands in the sky for this midnight music I said the clock even knows it can't tick right through it So put your hands in the sky for this midnight music And baby, won't you come my way? You really gonna ride this wave?