This is a song about "Every time i wake up"

Rappers are regular people minus money ya like

And every time i rise up they treat you, need you crucified,

Notice every time i pick up the microphone and spit

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

This flow was never done before, i switch it up but every time,

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

Cause every morning i wake up its allways wet with pee,

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Wake up every morning taken from my dreams feeling bleak, strength is weak

But knowing me i prolly never meetonly speak when a fan speak

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

Every time i kill, every time the same.

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

Up wake up marcus please i need you here right beside me,

So time to wake up, an be on your way

Then some lady named billie holiday