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

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

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

I remember them screaming at 1 in the morning

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Every morning in the mirror

That damier bag i bought her

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

Some niggas slept on me but i dont see the snoring

Tissues and moans even in the morning

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Grabbing a few cans with the lads nothing could be better

Odd future, o.f. until, until from now until forever

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

House gets raided at 3 in the morning

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

3 in the morning worried you have a noose