This is a song about "Morning announcments"

I wake up every morning , anticipating

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

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

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

See my shit that fire shit, and yo' shit boring

I'm not sleeping at night, save it for the morning

I got out of bed, right in the morning

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Tissues and moans even in the morning

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Every morning in the mirror

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

I'm working while they sleeping, so staying's not an option

Try gettng woken up at 3 in the morning

And my only fear's a wedding ring