This is a song about "It wasnt me"

You thought i wasnt gonna ask for it

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

And just so you know,9/11 wasnt a coincidence

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

He was making it his life and i wasn't.

None like me, like i, founded a convent

My iphone wasnt even charged at all,

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

I wished on a star that shit wasnt hard

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

Face still dry, wasnt born wit shit fuk ya slice of pie

16 years old taking care of child that wasnt my own,

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

Im sayin one night my love is like that

It was up to me to choose it