This is a song about "Im sorry tho i mean it"

It dont mean shit im not even level three

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Only bout 5. look at me now tho, im kinda fly tho.

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

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

With funds, im really sicka the drugs i mean im truly addicted

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

I wont do it today tho

I'll teach you how to take it slow

The plight of a rapper or whatever

Sorry baby i don’t mean to pest-er

Now im ecstatic to shed some crimson chromatic, believe me i mean to be mean, im emphatic

Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like monday night at magic