This is a song about "I just want to apolizge"

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

I just want to know, how does it feel to be cold,

Must be something you want me to see

And i didn't just want to grip on your booty

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

I just want a best friend

They had a hell of a run

I just want you to listen

Im from the side where silly niggas hate or they like you

Just want to emphasize all your perfections that i view.

Like sally mae on college debt

I just want to be on my w-double e-d,

I just want to spit it with the best plex

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

No need to cry, i won't let rap die, i just want you not to deny/

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie