This is a song about "Morning sun"

And sure enough my dad came one morning

They are not confident when im talking

But wouldn't be the topic of my few friends talking

Tissues and moans even in the morning

House gets raided at 3 in the morning

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Then, in the blazin sun,

Got hu women frostburg women

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

Sitting in my chair relaxing in the sun

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

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

Girls fast how jamaicans run

You're the snow, i'm the sun

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

I sit crowned upon the ashen sun