This is a song about "Morgan my bad"

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space

But i know i see better days

Serving haters shots i'm a bartender no morgan i'm

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

And this will be the song that we sing

Kill bad habits, that's my thing

Flo flo flow bad that's my card

Blasting out some backyard

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

It's not all bad, he says he'll be my friend

I write about times in my life when shit goes bad

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Pain, he's ready for whatever

Covering my head in bad weather

Your bitch on my lap pleaing for my pee pee so bad

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back