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

27. wake up in the morning and get to recording,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling

Wake the fuck up and hear me, you must be sleeping

Wake up in the morning and get in my zone

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

Talkin' thathip-hop shit, don't get shot bitch

Maybe one day i'll wake up and be rich

Wake back up in the morgue and climb down from the shelf

But don’t worry about it girl, just be yourself

Go in the room and shut the bedroom door and wake up in an ambulance

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

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

Wake up for god sake your break time is over and i'm older

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her