This is a song about "Cant blame a girl for trying"

How beautiful are thou, africa

Cant belive any girl would wanna lay yah,

Can't blame me for my own faults

Chomping at your oxygen chords

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

I'm just trying to disperse words for a rich verse

Can't blame me for my own faults

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

That you can blame me for

I got soul, there's more in store

Can't blame me for my own faults

Mr. red carpet, i don't do awards

She cant explain no more she is done trying

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring