This is a song about "Ukrsine by morning"

These niggas is bothered, these critics be talking

In greece i'd pilot a chariot thru skies at morning

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

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

Every morning in the mirror

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

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

And sure enough my dad came one morning

Woke up one morning everything was fine

If they find that stash box just one time

You know that love is a very serious thing

Woke up, toke up, and start my morning

People are starving, you talking bout balling

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