This is a song about "I m sorry bby"

I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

"m sorry but m future life must be pleasant and ur no better than a peasant"

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

But they sold jello in the paint