This is a song about "Bedtime 1403"

The story of this little girl's world ends with a storm, now it's bedtime

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

Go out and work, read your goals 'fore bedtime

Talk shit, take a stand in the same rhyme

Yet your the one who doesn't have a bedtime.

I wish i would start to fly, but i'm just forced to sigh as my life continues,

It's bedtime night night, im never phased i will have your style on the six o clock news