Late Night Grind

Yeah,

backpack heavy, mind awake

One more page before the break

Math sheet staring like it knows my name Fractions on the table

trying to run the game Science book open,

got a comet in my head History dates stacked up beside my

bed Mom says focus,

I say give me five Then I knock out ten and I

start to feel alive Pencil gets moving when the beat comes through

Homework mountain, but I got a better view

Homework, homework, pile it on the floor I do one page,

then I do one more Clock keeps ticking but I stay in

my lane Turn it in tomorrow with my name on the page

Homework, homework, I can make it move Beat in my chest and

a pen full of proof

Spelling list long, but I split it into chunks Snack on the

desk and the bass in the trunk Teacher said try,

so I circle what I know

Leave a little star where I need to grow No magic shortcut,

no cape, no crown Just one small answer till the work breaks

down When the last bell rings,

I got nothing to hide Signed at the top with my homework

pride

Sometimes I freeze when the questions look tall But a blank page

changes when I answer one small I breathe,

I count, I write what I can Little by little,

I build my plan

Homework, homework, pile it on the floor I do one page,

then I do one more

Clock keeps ticking but I stay in my lane Turn it in

tomorrow with my name on the page Homework,

homework, I can make it move Beat in my chest and a

pen full of proof

Page by page, yeah,

I pull on through

Name on the top,

date in the line Packed up neat,

feeling just fine Homework done,

now I can breathe (yeah) one more win before I leave