This is a song about "7 in the morning"

Every morning in the mirror

I thought i recognized her

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

Wake up in the morning sitting on my bed

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

9 in the morning and i kicked her out the door

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

Get it in the morning like alonzo

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Walking down the street, it's two in the morning,

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

Wake in the morning, its storming and my mood's improved/