[Intro]
Okay, morning process, wake up, wake up
We gotta wake up, wake up

[Hook]
Can't hold the progress
Still getting out of bed in the day's a slow process
I revel in the grotesque
Off with the clouds, snap out, and I'm at home stressed

Can't hold the progress
Still getting out of bed in the day's a slow process
So I meddle with the process
Off with the clouds, snap out, and I'm at home blessed

[Verse 1: Verb T]
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 float
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 past, 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, trying to dig a nice hole
In the flower bed, red petals, green stem, brown earth
Got caught, laughed till my mouth hurt
Now I'm a teen again, skipping class
Up in McDonald's kinda lean again
Eating poison, addicted in a slight way
Might stray down the escalator, to the arcade
On to 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 46 hour weeks, slumber, then I go
Conjuring the flows with my bro Harry Love
A catch up is so overdue it's ridiculous
Killing shows with Madnice and Fliptrix
Sleeping in the back seat, watching lights in the distance
On the road again, eyes starts 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 reflecting
Looking in the mirror, see the face of my children
Trying to live forever with the missus; stay building
Life is a struggle, sometimes I stay ill but
Waking up to the fam is a great feel
[Hook]
Can't hold the progress
Still getting out of bed in the day's a slow process
I revel in the grotesque
Off with the clouds, snap out, and I'm at home stressed

Can't hold the progress
Still getting out of bed in the day's a slow process
So I meddle with the process
Off with the clouds, snap out, and I'm at home blessed

[Outro]
The morning process! Wake up, wake up
Gotta wake up, wake up