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

My turf, strong nerve, never on the reverse, stay rehearsed or cursed,

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

I just know what you mean

Maybe im the fucking queen

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

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

And wait till the next day for the cycle to repeat.

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Sorry for exceeding the limit it was only 2 lines extra

And i was in loath, i would never get over you, ever, sarah

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

I said i'm sorry for the yelling at all the pointless

Im eventually be at the top just y'all wait see,

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money