This is a song about "It s 3 am in the morning"

I remember them screaming at 1 in the morning

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

In 3 days the 8th bomb i've dropped

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

Every morning in the mirror

Or something that you paid for

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

I'm the light when its dim, an the sun in the morning

Play it in a loop , then shoot, the slang, rang in the morning,

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

House gets raided at 3 in the morning