Fuck I walked all the way outside, but came back cause I forgot my lighter.
I'll stay up longer then you, I'm on nyquil, but I'm a fighter.
You say a 90 line response, well I'm a fucking writer.
The sun is rising it's early and getting brighter.
I'm gonna go have my cigarette,
And I aint gonna pass out, not just yet.
I'mma leave now, and do that, before I forget.
You can't respond in a rhyme everytime, like me, it'd be a threat.