Light Sleeper - Saafir The Saucee Nomad

I know I'm an emotionally disturbed 
person 
People think I'm talkin' to myself 
when I'm 
Rehearsin' on the rhyme. A mass 
productionist  
a mass production matador  pan it 
more to 
the left  there you go. Minimize the 
Synthe sizer wiser when I wind up for 
The pitch  but I don't pitch a bitch 
'cause 
Sales get derailed and towed an 
abundance 
Of cash. Damn  I let it go. He was my man. 
I tried to trust him, but I busted him 
twice 
In my trash can and I'm askin'. I don't 
need 
Psychology to see, the dichotomy in 
me. 
Knew something was fishy, but I'm 
better than 
Wishy washy or topsy turvy. It kinda 
irked 
Me that I caught him sleepin' 
'cause I try 
To be wide awake, but ye slows it 
down 
So I can't dilate and show that I'm 
bigger 
Than that. But I also have to consider 
The fact that opposed to him not 
being 
The right peeper, I'm a light sleeper 

So what does it mean when I reach 
maturity 
And still see that I'm not the mayor of 
my 
Mayonnaise, the master of my milieu. 
At least I have a swing and a few 
things 
On my mind, it's never a good nighty 
night 
Just a rise 'n' shine. Why's the rhyme 
So important. Why do I have to be so 
Potent and blow the mic a flow 
without 
Chokin' - I don't. I'm arrogant and 
outspoken 
Mouth no token I'm just a roust about. 
I have a house and clout but I don't 
come tight 
But it's routine since few fiend for true 
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