Clear Night

Walkin down the street at 3 am
House to my right has a bunch of trees in a line
Wishing I was hangin with all of my friends
Chillin through the night, when we hang it's time-less
Breathe in fresh air and exhale all the stress
It's cold this time of year, I can see my own breathe
Sitting in a park, listening to rhymes by KRS
When I roll out you know I'm dressed fresh
Sweater on top, sweats, vans on my feet
Some might say style is always very weak
But their opinions of style, subjective
I just brush them off and continue, objetives
Started on this walk so that I can clear my head
Once I get home I'll collapse in my bed
Shut down my body and put on binaural beats
And slip drift into my dreams as my body starts to sleep