This is a song about "Good morning beautiful girl"

My pocket's fat, somebody check my blood pressure

To why i have a bad girl good girl i cant find her

Girl, have some self respect, i treat my bitches good, she be soaking wet

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

I'm the sushi king

You wake the next morning

It's kinda fresh you listen to more than wale

She was a good girl, always stored in a pale

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

I turn yo good girl to a bad bitch, wildin like a rabbit in betwen the sheets

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

Parents it ain't conductive, watch your girl, hit with that morning sickness

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

This girl has got feeling so good damn

It's been a hell of a journey for me man