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

So i still be on that yard with a philly of that marley

About that war but it was too far,so no time to say "sorry"

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

And i will cut it short for i,

Yeah, since i was a knee high

Dead stop cut it off before we get caught

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

Fuck you if you feelin' different

It was plain to c she gave birth to a c-u-n-t