This is a song about "Regrets and mistakes"

Well we all make mistakes

For the occasion, paper planes

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

So that's 2 mistakes 1 big headache and 1 sorry mom cake to bake

Out their neck with no regrets and no glocks clippin'

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

When you've made so many mistakes in life and you just want a clean slate!

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

And like those we all make mistakes so i ignite dope

When you've made so many mistakes in life and you just want a clean slate!

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

Nonetheless i have no regrets,

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Mistakes ona mixtape and make my rymes pen i trate in your mind

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find