I tussle down the road, My hair not yet awake. Where the fuck are we headed? You didn't consult me on this date! Just get in the freaking car. (I say, politely to my nest) Just one more hour, One more day till the risen day of rest. I cannot go back into that slumber, That shuft me wide awake. My dreams are quite too heavy for this unsettled mind to take. Your single rhymes disgust me. well... Your vanity makes me sick! Then cut it off if you're so pure. (You under bridled lick.) What did you say? I just lay here and wait for you to choose to go. Another fight with my bed head, Implore a cup of Joe.