This is a song about "Morning musume"

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

I wake up every morning , anticipating

All i know is i drank way too much this fucking morning

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

People are starving, you talking bout balling

House gets raided at 3 in the morning

And sure enough my dad came one morning

Cut me off every time im talking

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Let's say we have a long night and a fast 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

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

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

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

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