This is a song about "Im sorry mamma"

Im sorry that is just my life war the champion has arrived

Locked down in tha penitentiaryfinally lose my mind

Lucky seven probably poppa

Leave your running to your mamma,

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Im sorry to say that im her other

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

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

Im sorry did i stutter bring me my cash back, i'll commit suicide still write my own shit

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Im sorry if my words are stinging, big ego in the verses im slinging.

I guess i left my dignity up in the cupboard, cause every girl i'm digging

Turns on some cold water and blocks it, she layed in the tub with the

And beside any implied pride applied, we'll always confide, in you mamma