This is a song about "Morgan my bad"

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Voice in my head it's morgan freeman:

A working genius, a work of art

Flo flo flow bad that's my card

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

My raps are good, yours are bad..

My childhood was full of bad memories

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

This how i hear it different

Bad bitches that roll my blunt

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

Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

My bitches had a bad day twerk it up