This is a song about "Apologies for youtube"

49. for a reason for treason,

You was hot for a season

Not for attention for killing

This ain't easy, im thinking

Don't you leave a seed in there

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear,

Started as cassius clay then drift to ali,no apologies it's time we stand up

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Man in the race for souls for money

Backyard for the tadpoles, shutters for hating assholes,

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

But no apologies that's my mother fucking policy

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Looking for reception

What up girl, tell me how you been