This is a song about "Morgan my bae"

My words are my rhythm

Just a place that they can come

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Now in the courtroom, many men are being doomed

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

Voice in my head it's morgan freeman:

As i coordinate the perfect feature

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

After lebron, i'm what's next

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

I go, in when i start putting words out