This is a song about "Wake up and taste realit"

Wanna "freak like me," fuck adinaup and down is the object, side to side

Forced to wake up each unrelenting day and fight another fight,

Wake up in the morning and i ask myself

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

You wake up and you cant believe it

I had to fight back and shit

Wake up in the morning and get in my zone

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

I can't wait 'till i wake up and watch some cartoons,

Saw your girl got a taste and hurled up color like butter cup

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

Not adapting or attracting and i guess it was a wake up call

Then i wake up and i rewind

The rolls-royce, it’s all white