im sorry, i apologize, for making u mad,/...a pair of lips will say anything, when they kissing ya ass/ i tried to treat u like an epueal,...knowing i don't like people/..gave u the benefit of the the doubt/ acting like i was Jesus/..w.w.J.D...why u keep fuccing with me/..ima born again Christian...but still tied to the streets/....i know im wrong for straddling the fence,..but haters want me deceased/..I keep it G, ima gangster and a gentleman inside these streets/