This is a song about "Sorry my wait"

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Wait, hold up teacher lookin' over my shoulder/

Can't wait to smash your head with my 50 inches hammer

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

I coordinate, my rhymes shine like an ornament. sorry it ain't christmas,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Roll up in my ‘rrari stole your bitch i’m sorry

I just want somebody i can see

Sorry excuse my mind

You can search but you'll never find

Ima just sit and wait my chairs reclining,

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

My legs shake i want to vomit as i wait for you

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

Sorry for my angry but you made me erupt,