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"

And i will cut it short for i,

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

Dead stop cut it off before we get caught

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

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

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

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

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

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

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