This is a song about "Marijauna morning"

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

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Woke up, toke up, and start my morning

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

I'll save you mary jane, but she gone by the morning

Get it in the morning like alonzo

If you know like i know, you should lie low

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

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

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I got out of bed, right in the morning

Cause i'm tearing through you (w)rappers like children on christmas morning

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

I remember them screaming at 1 in the morning

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