This is a song about "Sorry for the wait"

Looking for the rhymes,sorry that i miss that

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

Im sorry for the repetition, im just tired of the tradition,

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

But my brother said no free, wait for the trick

You start just racing and pacing and you wait for the start,

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

I'm sorry the love i have for you isnt always shown,

Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

Is when i sit back and wait for the drugs to pile

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

Rather to just give than wait for all the take,

Let em marinate, you forever late