This is a song about "Delightful lads on the morning"

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I remember them screaming at 1 in the morning

So i wake up in the morning and smell the suns breath

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

"good morning people i just had the best dream"

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

House gets raided at 3 in the morning

Cause i'm tearing through you (w)rappers like children on christmas morning

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

Every morning that i wake up im looking on face book

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Grab a few cans two spliffs with the lads,

People are starving, you talking bout balling

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