This is a song about "Marijauna morning"

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

First off congratulations on the win

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Every morning in the mirror

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

In greece i'd pilot a chariot thru skies at morning

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

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

Get off a key like i can’t sing

And sure enough my dad came one morning

I hear the people talking

You wake the next morning

Cause i can't seem to see myself

Hello, hi, good morning, brace yourself