05:00 Am

This bed is comfort, pleasure
I'll stay longer if I can postpone
This is not the time for anyone to rush
It's still night, I'll wait for the Sun to wake up

Saboteur let me answer
Without meaning to offend, try to interpret
Who's in charge now is not you anymore
Fuck off, get out of the way or I'll run you over

The day begins, I get up quickly
I take the piece from under the pillow, follow the promise
To be the first to cross the city running
Talking stresses me, that's why I'm lonely

My head hurts, today is Monday
My remedy is to escape boredom, escape from the bedside
From the bed I follow the plot with the inseparable lady
My hood hides the headphones like Rone, I'm unstoppable

I empty my thoughts, rest on the way
In the intense movement, I measure my pulse
It's racing, I laugh, I advance uphill
Everyone will die one day, I wish I die in the race

The body doesn't allow it, admits that I'm the owner
I overcame my resistance, stereo is now mono
And sleep leaves me, now I took the wheel
Of my strength, I broke the glass to move forward

In the concrete jungle, I'm a lion, that's why my body
Has a tattoo of the animal that rules the niche
Who disturbs the solitude is soon dead
Respect is only for the lioness, no other animals

Who are in a hurry or rivals for the top of the kingdom
I think this as I run, the beginning of my training
I'm shaking and feel my skin tingling
Endorphin reward in this sacred routine

Look how beautiful everything is outside the parallel world
Like a castle of crumbs they offer me
I was trapped, not unscathed when breaking the link
Sections of jumping jacks made it clear

My vision, I wasn't walking straight, it wasn't cool
I was trapped in the illusion of these social networks
I was trapped in the illusion of slave-like attitudes
I lived for money, ostentation, and for women

30 minutes of running, the Sun doesn't show up
I see guys on the viaduct consuming evil
Everyone thinks it's normal, they think the way out
Is to escape the real world, kissing up to life

I should feel sorry, I see an overdose
It must be from cocaine or lack of glucose
He falls on the path and gasps for death
I jump, pretend I don't see and continue the route

I know what you're thinking about my fiction
The druggie is alive, it was just my imagination
Paying attention to the guy who stops to watch me
I know he's thinking if it's worth robbing me

I look down, pretend fear, and he follows me
Eyeing my phone, come here, can you get it
What a beautiful day for self-defense
Too bad my body shows I'm not an easy target

I get home, cold shower, comfort on the side
I'm not anchored to stop at this port
I'm a caravel, the crank, if there's no wind
I'll go by arm, indifferent to time

If there's no light, I'm a candle, I'm the skin that doesn't freeze
That seals the commitment to chase dreams
My strength levels while the Sun reveals
A small portion of divine power in cheerful rays

They emerge behind the mountain of the citadel
Enter through the half-open window of my house
Calling me out like a beautiful maiden
And my rivals are still under their covers

Living a fake life and I'm building my shake
They want to be Drake and I'm Coleman in shape
They want the makeup on Insta or FB to get likes
And I keep writing the routine of PapaMike