I watch her coming, taking over the sky My favorite part of the day has got to be the night!
She climbs up and down the clouds Like it's a fence, understand that! The day metamorphosed right! Every night I flip the sand glass It's filled with hours, and time, and seconds and minutes Gotta admit when the sun starts setting I just can't wait for it to finish And I, I find some kind of peace inside the darkness If I could broadcast my nightmares You could see what I can harvest But regardless of the clouds and the drizzle I still cut the blunt up Pack the sativa in the middle. scribble the riddles On the calles of my territory Shadows rising up before me Follow the tags I've left behind So you can figure out my story Trails that I'm leaving Mind derailed in the evening Some stimulating conversation con My peers is what I'm needing Converse about controversies overseas What do you see? It be the queen and me and we supply the dreams! * buck buck * Life is so much better with the lights out Keepers of the night life. who? call me night owl!