This is a song about "I m sorry i couldn t be with you when i should ve"

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Im sorry, i know you hate when im high

They like talk to em young

And i should not be woken

Why should i pout when i can shout

Might even know how hard it is, no doubt

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Sorry if i burn you with this fire i spit

Sorry i rap with a strange kid

Dark liquor 'til we busted

Magic city tipping them

And i should not be woken

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

I was twelve when the gunned you