An Act in Abandonment

It's almost 3 in the morning here in Galveston, TX. Waiting for tracks to be sent to me, so I can spit some flow, you know, put some thoughts down on record. I am taking this into my own hands. Learning a lot recently and I just hope I can put it too good use instead of letting it go to waste. I lose the battle tonight but planning for tomorrow has already begun. Turn the air conditioner on at night the alarm clock wakes me up in the morning the sun shines in the heat and light wake me up. I pull the covers over my head, I never want to leave this bed but I know its time go.