This is a song about "The morning"

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

House gets raided at 3 in the morning

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

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

9 in the morning and i kicked her out the door

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

Wake up in the morning and get in my zone

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

I'll save you mary jane, but she gone by the morning

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Like morphine in the morning without the yawning or waking up

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club