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

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Play it in a loop , then shoot, the slang, rang in the morning,

So if it comes down, may the best man win

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

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

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

Tissues and moans even in the morning

The feds slower than a can pouring

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Wake up in the morning and get in my zone

I wanna get with you

Rolling weed and smoking it too

These niggas is bothered, these critics be talking

Try gettng woken up at 3 in the morning

Smoking weed and listening to rap

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black