This is a song about "Morning tea home free whoopee sweet pea"

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

Make it large sized and my drink a sweet tea

Lady at the frank stand will

Stunt tattle fuckin tea kettle,

Straight g thing, double m g thing

And sure enough my dad came one morning

Smoking something like tea leaves

Five shots she ready to leave

Weed for the swisher, tea mixed with liquor

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

I’m way harder than the concrete

Her voice was soft and sweet,

Tissues and moans even in the morning

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