This is a song about "Me being sorry"

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

Woops sorry, tasty food makes me go off topic

Don't tell me you sorry

I'm going back to cali

Just for me being weird in the past/

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

Without being able to see the beauty, that's flashing by around me,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Nothins stopping me from being rich

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

My father is gone wah wha dont fear sorry for me

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Sorry life you'll never bring me down here is my apology

But it's not all about me, sorry for the abstraction

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion