This is a song about "Weds morning broadcast"

The stalkings are costing so i start forging by morning

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Hello, hi, good morning, brace yourself

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

So if it comes down, may the best man win

I'm not sleeping at night, save it for the morning

Tissues and moans even in the morning

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Know how it feels waking up every morning

Your mom walks in and says good morning

Bun b, i’m underground king

You wake the next morning

Flapjack, ooh he bring