This is a song about "Regretting"

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Im never regretting the mentions of legends im ending

Probably regretting it, paying a bitch with no dick

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

Probably regretting it, paying a bitch with no dick

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Then hadn't end up regretting until the evening i met him

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

She's regretting that in the past she never gave more

Okay now i'm confessing, to not regretting and not objecting to this wrecking

Chasing him, his asthma's flaringsmoking like a chimney, on remy, of course he not caring