This is a song about "Getting up in the morning"

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

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Like morphine in the morning without the yawning or waking up

They are not confident when im talking

I got out of bed, right in the morning

Got up the in the morning walked up to the mall to get some cereal and milk

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

I remember them screaming at 1 in the morning

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

Another morning he wakes up screaming, how he lost his dreams in

Tissues and moans even in the morning

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing