This is a song about "Up late"

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Late and i say shut up bitch and go in the bathroom and ejaculate. so for every

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

He sits up late and night when everybody else is snoring

I hope i'm not to late

They fasting they won't leave me ate

Heavens door, but i am just too late

City national bank evolve into shape

Im still here but i can't skate

Around me, they want to stay out late

Up late awoken by a bright night light, oh what a site

I just think we need one night, can't decide if i came right

Too late to cry but not too late to die

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Let em marinate, you forever late