This is a song about "Morning time"

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

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

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

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

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

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

In greece i'd pilot a chariot thru skies at morning

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

Tissues and moans even in the morning

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

But what can i do now it's ten in the morning,

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

Know how it feels waking up every morning

It’s christmas morning, valerie’s performing holy night

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right