Up at the Ceiling Wrekonize

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What time is it? Damn, really?

[Verse]
The clock strikes one and I'm up
Chasing dreams, can't settle down
Lullabies don't get me lay my head on heavy metal sounds
Brain in the kettle now
Cookin' up for several rounds
Callin' up the medic, wow
How deep is this devil's ground?
Ben is drowning, can't get him wetter now
Neck deep in it, middle-aged but I get around
I was a boom bap kid in the 90s
But 2021 I jump street, you can't find me
New age grimy
Masked up, blimey
Yank with the stank in his rank
Do not mind me
Like Jimmy Page with the chank
I'm old timey
But still been known to riff likе the tank
So don't try me
Dragons don't fry me, 'rona in your I.V
Dosеs they be potent it's now poking through my hygiene
I be, socially stowed back at the Hy-Vee
Are we missing that social thing I need you to remind me