[Verse 1] It's just another Sunday I'm trying to stay hot Like where the Suns play, some say I'm getting too high And soon I'll need a runway, but it's a one-way Flight that I'm on that'll take me through The night to the dawn, when the moon fades To the sun rays and first sight of the morning is marked By the light found upon my face streaming through the window pain My goal to go postal wind or rain See even when I land I catch another plane after I keep writing while they're stuck on the same chapter The title of the film is different But they got similar scripts with the same actors So I'm stuck only watching comedies, with content As strong as the economy I say that modestly, honestly Havoc is the only one that's working with a Prodigy Man there's gotta be, at least there ought to be Way more to it than spittin' fluid, you know you're slippin' When you're sick of life and you're not even a quarter through it Man you're not fit to do it, that's what they told me but homie You must not know I'm a match stick ya'll are lighter fluid Now don't confuse it life and music and fusin' So if you're thinking this is just some rap sh** then you misconstrued it Cus I've swallowed all of my pride to summarize The moon's set I'm just waiting for the sun to rise [Chorus] On a Sunday It's just another Sunday It's just another Sunday I'm just waiting for the sun to rise, yea it's just another day It's just another Sunday It's just another Sunday It's just another Sunday I'm just waiting for the sun to rise [Verse 2] I fall asleep to the sound of the faucet dripping Having that same dream that I'm falling in a coffin slipping Into my grave and going lost and missing disappearing From the world waking up nauseous wishing that my mind Wasn't so d**h ridden I guess the external pressure Is even less than the stress within, but success isn't Too often given nah it's gotta be taken But unless it equates to taken orders scrubbing the toilets Or plate scrapping then I'm still waiting, it's debilitating Seeing seasons skipping out a gla** partition The calendar flipping going from one month to the next To think I used to wait to cross off every date with an X But some thing's haven't changed yea I'm facing this debt Making minimum wage saving ninety percent of my check Living at home if only I paid the rent with this sweat Man I'd do anything, except accept disrespect As the calendar keeps flippin' As the calendar keeps flippin' As the calendar keeps flippin' As the calendar keeps...