This is a song about "Contrite"

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

While i am always sad i'm bad, i'm contrite, ya i'm down

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

He was contrite when he know that he denied

So he decided to contrite from god,

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Everything i do exotic i don't need to bring a broad

So he started proclaiming,he was contrite he was shouting loud he thought