Hymnal

So sleepy

When I snap my fingers

Open Mike Eagle

To thine own self, be felt-tip

Hip as a belt clip

With a helmet fit for helpless feels

If you can help it

Reassess the unarmed

Leave refreshed and unharmed

Bring milk and honey to the funny farm

See the rest become charmed dumb

An apple a day, what apple sellers say

I was brought into this world

With the instinct to back the hell away

And the will to write a rap song as long as an Alaskan day

To fight to balance those two feels is a personal passion play

But so what?

Flying fucks is thrown at rolling doughnuts

My feet is cold, but so what?

Cause I'm bold enough to show up

I what's the hold up-side down, ketchup bottle speed

Uncoordinated, running with pigeon toes and knobby knees

God damn it, folks will follow me

Bucket of random body parts

Master of the sloppy arts

Like Kindergartners trying to be done

Big dumb-dumb trying to fly to the sun

I'm dried up and look at what I have become

Sing it like a church song

Like a old-time prayer from a dead man

Written on a notebook

Draw with a ink pen

Like it doesn't even matter if it go

God damn it, it's the first time

Make it like a mistake

Sing it like a church song

Written when the shit wasn't going right

Sing it like it don't hurt

Like it can't break

Like it's this big

I ain't no chili pepper

I ain't got mama's gun

I ain't in Evanescence

I ain't in All-4-One

I got a dumb agenda

Can't even make a plan

If you remember the moment

Come here and shake my hand

I ain't no chili pepper

I ain't got mama's gun

I ain't in Evanescence

I ain't in All-4-One

I got a dumb agenda

Can't even make a plan

If you remember the moment

Come here and shake my hand

Sing it like a church song

Like a old-time prayer from a dead man

Written on a notebook

Draw with a ink pen

Like it doesn't even matter if it go

God damn it, it's the first time

Make it like a mistake

Sing it like a church song

Written when the shit wasn't going right

Sing it like it don't hurt

Like it can't break

Like it's this big

I'd rather be hiding alone like some Ewoks

Up in tree tops

Creeping around like I'm T-Boz

Steeping the grounds in my teapots

But I'm Steve Jobs

On my Apple updating my E-Shops

Eat a apple a day, take a brief pause

Take a nap, lie awake in-between sobs

Then I rap and I pray and the grief stops

My ego take cheap shots

Can't believe how she speak to me

She talks like it's neat pushing buttons like key fobs

Well good day, bitch, I'm writing this beat knocks

Tryna pen classics like Reeboks

Or Greek thoughts or a Fleet Fox

And teach a good message like Aesop's

That stick to my skin just like grease spots

So forget all the things that my dreams cost

Yeah, I'm getting my kicks, fuck some clean socks

Ice cold, we living like freeze pops

Cause I'm gonna take licks while I defrost

Divest from your demons, and weak stocks

And invest in your team 'til your scene pops

It might mean wearing jeans 'til the seam pops

But don't wait like Dre did with Detox

No hate hinder me, I will clean clocks

Like today, I can't play, I don't give fucks

I won't change what I say, take your screenshots

Yeah, I'm just being me that's what she wants

And this might seem weird cause a dream stops

When you wake up but for the sake of

Finding peace, no sleep when you dream jobs

Now please, go be who you dream of