This is a song about "Morning"

Cause i'm tearing through you (w)rappers like children on christmas morning

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

In greece i'd pilot a chariot thru skies at morning

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

But i'm still walking, and it's six in the morning

Woke up, toke up, and start my morning

Straight g thing, double m g thing

I'll save you mary jane, but she gone by the morning

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

House gets raided at 3 in the morning

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

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

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Hustle game incredible, ice game amazing

I wake up every morning , anticipating