This is a song about "Marijauna morning"

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

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

House gets raided at 3 in the morning

She only love me when i be ignoring

I remember them screaming at 1 in the morning

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

I'm not sleeping at night, save it for the morning

All i know is i drank way too much this fucking morning

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

I wake up every morning , anticipating

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

But what can i do now it's ten in the morning,