This is a song about "Better be sorry"

Better be closed casket,

I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit

Then the world ain't no trick no more

Better be ready for

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

Sorry world but it is true that i can be mean

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

Sorry if i'm hatin, makin it burn i must be satan

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Sorry dear/deer never gave a fuck so you better run

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

So listen here kid this third verse better be better than best

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

Uh, better be ready for the game!

I'm understanding that bull like a matador

You better be ready for whats in store