This is a song about "Morning"

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

I got out of bed, right in the morning

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

I'm the light when its dim, an the sun in the morning

Through thick and thin

You wake the next morning

Every morning in the mirror

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

And sure enough my dad came one morning

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

But what can i do now it's ten in the morning,

They are not confident when im talking

House gets raided at 3 in the morning

Walking down the street, it's two in the morning,

Some niggas slept on me but i dont see the snoring