This is a song about "I m sorry"

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

But they sold jello in the paint

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

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

But i do quite well with all the bait

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

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

I´m a legend, a bigger dick in a vanilla wrapper bitch.

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Sorry i didn't make this easy