This is a song about "Morning sickness"

Girl i love you that's a sickness

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

The stalkings are costing so i start forging by morning

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Whip purple and yellow, hello

Not a morning person, hell no

Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes

Im the illest alive cause i embody the sickness

Every morning in the mirror

With a gun, wish i could see him clearer

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Woke up, toke up, and start my morning