This is a song about "Morning"

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

I'll save you mary jane, but she gone by the morning

Cause i'm tearing through you (w)rappers like children on christmas morning

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

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

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

I got out of bed, right in the morning

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

I'm the light when its dim, an the sun in the morning

These niggas is bothered, these critics be talking

And everybody's having sex

Hello, hi, good morning, brace yourself

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

The stalkings are costing so i start forging by morning