This is a song about "You know that im sorry to say that we dont fuck the butt"

I'm sorry that we fight,

And ask me how was my night

When you walk in, you know that we the best here

I like to ask the bad bitches if they ass is real

It's like sunshine on a rainy day

But oh im sorry to say

But hey, thats okay, ill end this battle off with fuck the stray we all know that

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

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

// [it's a little too late to say that you're sorry now]

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

"shut the fuck up, we all know that didn't happen"

Are you perfect motherfucker

Im sorry to say that im her other

Put the beaver in the mail, we can take it slow like snail

Fuck you up the butt with such a force that it broke the richter scale,