Instead of the fresh pressed,
Fresh press with my girl in a sundress

I awake to find just a hangover in mind
And I pined for my baby she shined

Aw well i'll see her in a little while
I only got a little style,taste in mouth reminds of the taste of bile

On days like today i know exactly who i am
But it doesnt for a second mean that i cant be a better man

Put on some dope tunes and jam
Roll up,smoke up another gram

My girl and my kid are the ones I love the most
Even on mornings with cheap coffee & burnt toast