This is a song about "In the morning"

People are starving, you talking bout balling

I remember them screaming at 1 in the morning

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

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Every morning in the mirror

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

Wake up in the morning and i go bout my way

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

Get it in the morning like alonzo

9 in the morning and i kicked her out the door

Wish, that he will be bless me with a few more

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared