This is a song about "Im sorry mommy"

Cause all i really wanna do is fuck and snort blow

"i'm sorry son, this is mommy on the phone, i'll let ya go",

Dont got time for ya mommy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

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

Sorry if im not going as slow as you wanted

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Fuck akon im not sorry so dont give me the blame

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

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