Sorry

Sometimes it's hard to say I'm sorry yo

yo, eh, my raps written in a whirlwind, so if my tail

spin

just point at me and ill begin where the twirl ends

its difficult to open up, wounds that never shut

and watch it bleed while these rap critics eat it up

but such is destiny, a limit of choice

I'm the coppertone chiller, with the little kid voice

used to never talk, thoughts too deep, they're

philosophical

to drop interpretations, quite logical

systematic pressure, I ingest and write my letters

the misery, visibly, breaking me, physically

I walk around half-smiles, hiding pain deep, knowing

that I ain't feelin

right and it's hard to sleep/ subconsciously worry

about my mom and poppa

she want another life where she marry her a doctor

and after all these years it's just tears

she wanted something more, but it's hard to shift the

gears

pops stressin out, didn't know he did nuttin wrong

apologetic, say your sorry but the hurt has been done

same old song, but I don't understand the melody

treated like a criminal, third strike felony

its hard as fuck when you see your pop cry

lookin deep into my face never blinkin an eye

say your sorry

sorry, didn't mean to hurt nobody

sorry, never knew I was hurtin you

I'm sorry

yo this is for the ladies that I did wrong, it's sort

of crazy

that I would write these words up in a song, hopin

maybe

to get some closure, relationship's already over

I'm healthy and I'm sober, no brownies made of doja

born in october, I'm a libra in my placement

the qualities of my sign, they leave me here adjacent

to romance, I cant say ive been faithul

ive cheated many times, for experience I'm grateful

even, bleak and honest, posturin like a madonnas

while kissin on your neck, pullin deeper marijuanas

manipulatin, you was giving, I was taking

my girl weve been forsaken, like muslims eating bacon

its kinda squalor, I dont know what else to call it

you opened up your heart and I had to go and spoil it

this is for the sisters who I really got deep

nicky, jackie, queen afuya, Big T

all due respect cause we met for a purpose

I hope you ain't ashamed cause the time wasn't

worthless

I'm sorry

to all my homies gettin my back, I'm never lonely

if I ever dis, raised a fist, I was only

caught up in the moment, thought you was my opponent

I saw myself in you for a minute, and I wanted

to fight me, likely I was mad at self

sometimes it's easier to blame someone else

without ya'll couldn't stand the constant demands of

livin rap life

It's only right that we band/ together against the

restless tides of oppression

I'm firin rhymes like smith n wessun

progression is made with a simple step, even jesus wept

I'm lettin ya know too long, these feelings kept

inside of my mind, true friends hard to find

now that I let it out, we gotta shine cousin I'm so

sorry