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

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

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

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

I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.

I cry and beg for you to come back polished

If you feel it, it must be real just

Wishing she can come back, than i could gain another life pack

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

Wishing i was next to you

Wolf gang, triple six crew

I got something you've been waiting for

Come and get us you prepare for war,

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

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

And, i'm sad and alone praying and wishing for my nigga to come home

Are you hearing me right turn the sound up on the microphone