This is a song about "Pardon"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

But in palmin these nuts so pardon me

Pardon me miss, can you blow me a kiss?

Wetter than a swish and i never miss

Pardon the venom in my stanzas

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Pardon me i have an arsenal of artistry articulating and slaughtering

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

I wouldn't fuck another girl out of the club

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

Ima spark it off like a spartan pardon

Pardon me miss, can you blow me a kiss?

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this