This is a song about "Excuses"

You coward, no excuses don't say a word

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

N we gone keep this shit row these niggas know how i go i do this shit for my folks

Giving excuses like shit i thought i was alone or i thought it was my homes

That continues while there's argues about the excuses they can make

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

No excuses, i'll keep on pursuing till i lose

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

Don't make any excuses, you want to care for the children

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Everyday a star is born

Excuses he can't ever form.

Then some lady named billie holiday

You profusely make excuses to think away

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

Excuse me miss i’m not making excuses