This is a song about "Hotel room fucking 5 in the morning"

And it's actually 5:20, learn to fucking tell the time

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

House gets raided at 3 in the morning

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

But i'm still walking, and it's six in the morning

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep

Don't take hotel room i take suite, got lebron's on my feet

I was in my room hotel playing halo

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

Every morning in the mirror

And there's little to be glad for

So you don't drown, when you decide to follow

Get it in the morning like alonzo

See, my bitch is imported - she came from overseas

The truth, now it's told, cold 'till in the morning breeze,