This is a song about "I m sorry momma"

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Superfly, opposite of basic

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Sorry... not sorry, i probably shouldn't copy another killers story,

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters

My momma in tears as i moved to my grandmothers house,

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

I thank my momma for all shes ever done

I want to fight the music on this one

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

Im greedy when i eat, so my momma always late,

She gotta hold her head up high

I´m so high, my shoes so fly