This is a song about "Smoking weed in the morning"

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

3 in the morning worried you have a noose

Smoking weed hazy still crazy but gain a kg in the summer

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

House gets raided at 3 in the morning

They are not confident when im talking

Wake in the morning, its storming and my mood's improved/

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

The truth, now it's told, cold 'till in the morning breeze,

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

Every morning in the mirror

The only time i flirt with her

See i can only love you when you undressed

Smoking kalifa , my weed the best