This is a song about "Good morning"

You wake the next morning

I ain't with the talking

I wake up every morning , anticipating

And i bet you all them letters in your mailbox waiting

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

"good morning people i just had the best dream"

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

And sure enough my dad came one morning

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Know how it feels waking up every morning

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Good morning, welcome to the good life, this is how we chill