This is a song about "Telling someone i m sorry"

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you

School cyphersi was too nicer

I"m the designated driver

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

X came through, caught lighter fluid

Last night no telling what i did

I got these dry fish telling lies, sinner,

Hey, the mind state of a winner

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Telling you not to feel sorry

Must be something you want me to see

I guess now i'm done telling this story,