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

It was a power cut, well, it was a power cut too in my brain

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

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

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

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

The board ceo, i'm glad you all

You don;t thin anymore

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Sorry for exceeding the limit it was only 2 lines extra

I'm longer than em: i ain't talking no rockin republic

Don always loses his battles- it has to be be bad luck

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow