This is a song about "Sorry to everyone that i hurt"

But i pray to god tht i, dnt get hurt

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

Sorry, i know that words to big for you, she bout to look that shit up on google

Im sorry to say that im her other

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

''aww does it still hurt?! here haha!'' die! everyone!

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

But sorry,i was raised like that,

The crown ruler is back

Hey doc, tell everyone that i tried

If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right