This is a song about "Good morning"

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

I'll save you mary jane, but she gone by the morning

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Walking down the street, it's two in the morning,

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

In greece i'd pilot a chariot thru skies at morning

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

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right

It’s christmas morning, valerie’s performing holy night

You wake the next morning

Bun b, i’m underground king