I'm Sorry

Honestly, y'all have been killin' my confidence All of the negative comments and gossip It's hard to imagine the stress that I'm under I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for all of this I'm sorry for spittin' the truth I'm sorry for dissin' that dude Sorry for missin' the point of the criticism I was blinded by diamonds and loot I apologize to all you guys Y'all were right, I was out my mind I went too far, I did too much The haters were right when they said I suck I did my best, it did nothin' for me I gave my guts and got lost in glory I'm standin' here while you sit before me There's nothin' left but to say "I'm sorry" Sorry, that doesn't bother me I don't owe anybody an apology I don't have no regrets in my biology Reload and shoot for the stars, y'all look like astronomy No one as hot as me, copy me commonly Wannabes, y'all are so shockingly comedy Carry the weight of my songs all on top of me I will not break, I'm not made out of pottery Bury your bodies on acres of property Place them at angles like sacred geometry Down with modesty Everything I drop is quality Promise, like honestly, follow me I ain't gonna stop with the hits Come rock with the kid Like Pac woulda been I'm a god with the pen, no cops at the crib Got guap 'cause I'm awesome at this Underrated, overpaid, they hate it Complicated calculations made to rape the paper Razor-sharp like blades and Freddy versus Jason Angels in my heart and Satan in the basement Raisin' hands and faces what has made me famous Great imagination, fatal combination Labels holler daily, I've been on vacation Basic translation is: "I don't give a fuck!" Sorry I got a point of view It's like a pistol, you don't want the point at you Y'all are annoyin', dude Y'all are like rats racin' in a gas-chamber Y'all can't avoid the fumes Y'all in a cage locked My deranged thoughts are like Ray Charles Waving chainsaws cause yo' brain chopped Into eight parts, take yo' face off Hit the graveyard on my days off I just cock, aim, and I spray shots 'Til yo' legs lock and your veins pop In a day's break y'all get laid off My girl shot every single fuckin' video My heart wrote every single fuckin' song Y'all aren't my children, my kids would be indigo Obviously I'm a fuckin' god Rock with me, awfully cocky, cockin' the garbage Shotgun and coffee Slaughtering lots and I'm offering coffins To anyone caught talkin' sloppy about me, yeah Come rock with the kid Young, poppin' and rich Got dollars, I'm coppin' the drip I'm downing the armour and authoring honour While bombing the targets that karma has missed, hey Y'all don't comprehend I'm often on the mend I'm depressed a lot, I've wrecked a lot of people who were friends I've been anxious, I've had breakdowns that were all inside my head I regret a lot of things, now I won't stop 'til I'm avenged Knock knock, who's there? Y'all fucked around and let death in I'm John Lennon, I'm Michael Jackson I'm Cobain, I'm Zeppelin Your best friends are dead ends Your best bets are far-fetched You're next-best, I'm a gold trophy Your death-threats were ghost stories