2 in the morning and my mind is on you 4 in the morning and and it still hasn't moved Somehow I try to design my line of thought Try to redirect the flow but there's something I forgot Pebbles cause ripples but they all gonna settle It's a fight against resolve, I hope they ain't testing my mettle Cos if they are, then I'm sorry to say I failed woefully Young and outta patience I'm wondering if there's hope for me I'm leaping off the cliff, halfway I find epiphany But now you think I'm halfway dead Not if I pray and close my eyes and just save my breath No parachute on my back but I ain't shooting for that I got a ruler for that Trampoline on the ground and not a scratch on my back Now how relieving is that? And how revealing is this I found my spot on a map I put my foot on the hills I drive the flag to the ground Vision is lost in the mist But still I gotta insist Temptations I must resist I'm never repping the six I think it's born of the beast I think my timing is Swiss My rhyme pattern is crisp Get to the bottom of things And put my name on a list Of all-time greats and prophets My name in the sky but it ain't my profit So let's get back to the topic-my mind on you But psychology stays dichotic