Make note of things that actually matters and make sense,
Stop keeping the things that break you down so close,
You end up looking dense,
End up being tense.
Late nights be like hey what you thinking about? What you feel like doing ?
Asking a million and one questions n shit,
Worrying about if my brain ever going to go to bed.
Nahh cause my brain aint dead.
I’m still up making sense of things,
Watching how the bee stings and spread its wings.