Winsday

Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, sunday, Monday, Tuesday...

So when's the day, when will we win today, until it went away

(Clurk:)
Sunshine speaking to my window
The wind blows over my mind accepts the way the day goes
West, at my best cause I'm usually at rest when I'm fresh
Gawking until the sun sets
Call it picture-perfect peering at the morning glories
Monday's coming soon so I'm a pour another glass of tea
Wtf ssnt its a day to hopefully increase my productivity
Currently, all I need to be is me
Its a stretch digress and focus on my best and the energy
Call it a habit to wake another day and grab it
Fact is days come quick and minutes start to vanish
Trying to take advantage
Of the weeks ahead of yesterday
Emotions on my sleeve to let my ego from choosing my ways
And lucidly my life is like a video game
Takes me way far back to the field days

Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, sunday, Monday, Tuesday...
So when's the day, when will we win today, until it went away

(Doc Os:)
Oh really? no frilly winter cape
And still, he lay it with succinct agility
Congealing into the shape
Colloquially, we will defeat hostility
Slowly, merge into traffic, get into your lane
In this day and age can't even sell lemonade
Willing to get loading, devoting me til the rent gets paid
We get rolling don't quote me I ain't said shit today
Oh I know it so many hold the expensive taste
Always want it brand new no true vintage ways
Crack it open, now it's broken, but it's the breaks
And if there's nothing wrong with it, then don't fix it, ace
Such a longwinded explanation of why you gonna paper chase
Middle of the week, just whittling a piece of wood at a pace you can catch and then release
Over the camel's hump and it's great...