This is a song about "Morning sickness"

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

Woke up, toke up, and start my morning

Know how it feels waking up every morning

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

The stalkings are costing so i start forging by morning

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

You know that love is a very serious thing

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

Parents it ain't conductive, watch your girl, hit with that morning sickness

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

To measure the sickness and wickedness

Your mom walks in and says good morning

I was born to do the damn thing

You told me god was the answer

Famine, war, sickness and disaster