This is a song about "Im sorry kayne west"

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

Well im sorry but i must confess

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

Not this time/im sorry but this time its true.

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

Im sorry, i know you hate when im high

Queen wit a crown that be down for whatever

Im sorry i put you under so much pressure,

Yeah, you all say damn 218s a fucked up guy, i say im sorry im so high,

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Im sorry for the repetition, im just tired of the tradition,

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

But oh im sorry to say

Round my motherfuckin way