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

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

But i'm still walking, and it's six in the morning

So i'll sit here in purgatory, waiting for my morning glory,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

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

Wake up in the morning sitting on my bed

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

You know that love is a very serious thing

Tissues and moans even in the morning

She only love me when i be ignoring

Try gettng woken up at 3 in the morning

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

I remember them screaming at 1 in the morning

But she gon' throw it back like a quarterback option

Play it in a loop , then shoot, the slang, rang in the morning,