This is a song about "Still awake 3 in the morning"

Like morphine in the morning without the yawning or waking up

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

In 3 days the 8th bomb i've dropped

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

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

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

9 in the morning and i kicked her out the door

But i'm still walking, and it's six in the morning

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

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

And getting money is the song i sing

I got out of bed, right in the morning

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Tissues and moans even in the morning