This is a song about "Excuse"

And please excuse my language

Never agree with that message

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

Oh yeah, there's an excuse, you lose proof so you use

"excuse me sir what can i do for you?"

I'll tell you baby that we're through

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

Now excuse me, i'm trying to make a hit/

Every possible plausible excuse in the book.

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Excuse me miss, fuck your a long coat wrapped around three midgets,

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

, i was drunk bro is just no excuse