This is a song about "Morgan thomas"

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Faces, sex on the white sand beaches of saint thomas, though this ain't

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

If you're messin' with miss emma you're gonna get deader than thomas edison

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

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

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Like #thomas #the #engine, 'n' if you play back, you'll get run over

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

No stress battling cos you copy shit, but i'm original, invent it like thomas jefferson/

The race war, when it's us against all of them

Voice in my head it's morgan freeman: