This is a song about "Ollie morgan"

Voice in my head it's morgan freeman:

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time

Serving haters shots i'm a bartender no morgan i'm

Prolly getting high like a popped ollie/popped molly

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Cause you loving the way my ollie got pop

Call yourself an ollie

Let me rideuntil i get free

Spot me ollie popping 'top of blocks as hot as the sun

I kiss you on the forehead, baby just listen