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

Smoking weed and listening to rap

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

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

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

3 in the morning worried you have a noose

Smoking weed with depression,

You're uncool like my mother kin

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

Smoking meth, weed and popping pills at the same time

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

I remember them screaming at 1 in the morning

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

Fake lives..smoking all these weed in the milligram

Wake up in the morning and get in my zone

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone