This is a song about "Cuddling with my dog in the morning"

I'm the light when its dim, an the sun in the morning

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

The feds slower than a can pouring

Tissues and moans even in the morning

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

Try gettng woken up at 3 in the morning

The truth, now it's told, cold 'till in the morning breeze,

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Believe me baby i really really would, i leave in the morning my things are already packed,

Until i'mma gonei bust on bad boy middle finger to da bratdon't get your young ass smacked

My ideas bout to be in the marketplace like a dog shoo

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Like morphine in the morning without the yawning or waking up

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

Can you blame her? hundred dollars for them bitches wann’t a option

But what can i do now it's ten in the morning,