This is a song about "Mistakes l"

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

I'm hot as hell, don i'll give you pac and l

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

As i open fire on you with no misfire or mistakes

Sometimes everybody around just mistakes you

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

You remind me of my dad, reminding me of my mistakes

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

More mistakes could be made ‘n

Dress pimping-like and toast like less when

With some bartles and james

Well we all make mistakes

So i can just rap about my mistakes.

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains