Wake up in the morning, And I'm down bad, Look around the room, And the feeling’s sad, Touch up on my pockets, Gotta make some cash, Call my bro up quick, gotta get me fast, Say he got somethings, On his mind to do, Give him about an hour, Then 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, Hits blah blah Turn the lights down low, Open up my mouth, I heard the crowd scream go, i murder you with my vocals wow then everyone watches the fireworks explode like donad trump getting expossed hahaha