This is a song about "Errors"

Shout out to them girls in the club that don't fuck with their professors

I'm the center of terror /you better remember ur errors

But then i find more errors than your cells spell checker

I'll kiss you just a little, i promise it's forever

Of errors, exact-o knife receptors reaching sectors

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

I'm the center of terror /you better remember ur errors

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

All the the errors of our ways,