This is a song about "Morning musume"

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

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

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Every morning in the mirror

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

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

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Try gettng woken up at 3 in the morning

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

You wake the next morning

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

People are starving, you talking bout balling

Tissues and moans even in the morning

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