This is a song about "Good morning sabane"

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

I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Every morning in the mirror

Tissues and moans even in the morning

They are not confident when im talking

Your mom walks in and says good morning

So if it comes down, may the best man win

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

I'm not sleeping at night, save it for the morning

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

And sure enough my dad came one morning