This is a song about "Saying sorry and wishing for you to come back"

Laugh to myself wishing you get caught

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

For god to come save you

And word i blew off herb i grew

Am feelin sorry for you, cuz we about to dance.

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

I'm wishing my victims back to life to replace myself there instead

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

And you're waiting for someone to come and pick you up/

Sorry, i know that words to big for you, she bout to look that shit up on google

To do this was my decision cuz i have this vision that one day my raps will

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

I scream up toward the skies, punching the ground for you to come back as i sat

The boa know they loving the crew

Don't let the bullshit come back and haunt you