This is a song about "Im sorry for the fucking wait"

Wait for the trashers, pick em off the floor.

I got soul, there's more in store

Im sick of fucking being skint for draw

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

Sorry for what i did tears poured on the floor.

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

Dnt believe me, just wait for the proof,

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

But it's not all about me, sorry for the abstraction

And wait for the chaos to begin for me to stand up

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

After im done sorry hun gotta go run, now im in one with the world

My whole family was concerned of the music i had learned

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Sorry for what i did tears poured on the floor.