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

I apologize i don't recollect your name

Fuck akon im not sorry so dont give me the blame

Hit you from a block away

But oh im sorry to say

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

My hearts on the rack, you can say that im heartless.

Im sorry that is just my life war the champion has arrived

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind

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

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

Ughhhh, like sorry but homie dont play that

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

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

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

Ughhhh, like sorry but homie dont play that

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back