This is a song about "What the fuck i look like saying i m sorry"

I'm a still love you

What the fuck do i do

Fuck what i say lets shoot this bitch up like it's the french revolution!/

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

You never play with young boys cause they never private

What the fuck am i saying? i don't wanna talk about it,

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

But instead i got shot and was like what the fuck how

It was hilarious, well it ain't fucking funny now

I just crashed and collapsed,like what the fuck do we do now!?

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

When i look into the mirror what do i see