This is a song about "Morgan and his love for hotpockets"

No room for democracies he's the prodigy and that's his great monopolies,

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Release the dove, y'all say i'm violent, i'm for peace and love,

Quest for love and passion real higher education

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

I started praying for the hope and the change of love

And is ready for love section

When you strive for perfection

Now she attentive, i bet she listen to everything

This kid fought for his country and his actions have him grieving,

Snatch his soul from his turtle neck and break his leg for disrespect

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

I'll wait for him to take off his nightlight and attack his blindside

Gettin' highwhite boys done wrecked their shittryin to check my ride