Wake up in the morning and I’m down bad Look around the room and the feelings sad Touch up on my pockets gotta make some cash Call my bro up quick come get me fast say he got something’s On his mind to do Give him about an hour and he’s coming through heard him Beep the horn then I ran out money on my mind no more handouts get my pen and pad I’m about to write some more hit that stage then tell them turn the lights down low open up my mouth I heard the crowd scream loud we about to make it rapping we are about to make it happen