Tomcantsleep - Sunday Fun Day Lyrics

How long I gotta wait?
I guess I'll take my place until the world incinerates
Cooking up substance, go and grab a dinner plate
Remembering to write when I forgot the rent was late
I... Clocked in in eighty six and haven't clocked out ever since
Signed up for a class or two, but most the time I never went
Put the pen to paper, the whole process is heaven sent
Something in the mixture made this bitter man benevolent
It's beautiful, I truly treasure it
Working overtime now to make up for the deficit

Woke up in a desert and the resources were desolate
Met up with Arcade making beats for me to bless em quick
Exercise demons like an exorcist, but effortless
How they taking all these shots, but accurately never miss?
How'd he spit couple rhymes and cause a thousand heads to split
Same way he was overlooked forever, but he never quit
Magical... But you can't say that they ain't tactical
Work religiously, but he ain't one to take sabbaticals
On the seventh day, he saw his work and it just wasn't perfect
So he got up off his ass and worked some more and it was worth it