This is a song about "Good mythical morning"

But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though

Not a morning person, hell no

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

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

Know how it feels waking up every morning

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

I remember them screaming at 1 in the morning

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

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I got out of bed, right in the morning

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

Cut me off every time im talking

Let my angel sing

You wake the next morning