This is a song about "A good morning"

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Let's say we have a long night and a fast morning

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Okay son be a good boy

Tastes good like a raisin

What up girl, tell me how you been

I woke up in a prison hospital this morning, and they told me what i did,

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

Your ho be on my penis, she check my french, bitch

No good without a blade and no good outside a ditch

Raised in this whirlwindour childhood years, recall the tears: heart laced with venom

While i chill with the crew. wake up in the morning having learned a life lesson

I scroll through the guide without a monday morning frown

My bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna hold me down