This is a song about "Sorry don t cut it"

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

And it hurts, take the "t" from "trust" and just reverse,

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

So i took my time, then t-caines was my name, dwight it,

Following the king of diamonds, bitch you went ape shit

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Dead stop cut it off before we get caught

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Sorry if i'm hatin, makin it burn i must be satan

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done