This is a song about "Pardon"

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

You're gonna have to pardon my french, mr. englishman

And eyes low, pardon me, hah

Our nation have to bow, africa

Pardon me i have an arsenal of artistry articulating and slaughtering

I guess i left my dignity up in the cupboard, cause every girl i'm digging

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

And oughta be, in every artery, so pardon me

Pardon me miss, can you blow me a kiss?

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

But not a single fuck for y'all bitches

Pardon me miss, can you blow me a kiss?