This is a song about "Not my fault"

But wait a minute, i thought it was all my fault, i'm not aboutta wait.

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

It's not my fault that you can not handle this cannabis,

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

I see now that none of this is my fault

I style on new york, pile up my fork

And it really ain't my fault all your shit looks soft/

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

Why life did you save? look i know no better, so its not my fault my childhood

This is all my fault, so why can't i blame me?

Once as a slave who imagined being free

It's not your fault though it's probably all the blow,

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood

Aint my fault your fans find you shit sleepy now look