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

Wake up in the morning and get in my zone

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

So i wake up in the morning and smell the suns breath

The feds slower than a can pouring

Tissues and moans even in the morning

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

In 3 days the 8th bomb i've dropped

9 in the morning and i kicked her out the door

Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor

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

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

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

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring