is it sorry?

Lets see, its just little old me tryna be an emcee

It starts off on the net, known as a "netcee"

Some would call it wannabe, but its all I need to be

What I say, it lets me be free

But you see everything comes at a cost, ain't nothing free

For the longest time I just felt lost

Is it because ive grown soft? Im sorry our paths ever crossed

Im as toxic as exhaust fumes, ain't got shit on her perfume

Shits like 150 a bottle and thats cheap

Im equivalent to the wounds that cut deep

Soft or not, I still couldn't count them sheep

Because you see I ain't sleeping, more so facebook creeping

Because "life is like an open book for the whole world to read"

Lifes story ain't shit to a mothers worry

And for all the times ive said sorry 

Well for once I actually meant it

 

Am I really sorry? ... It will always happen again

Am I really sorry? ... It will always happen again

Am I really sorry? ... It will always happen again

 

Well see, that was then

They say there is no wrath that of a woman

Well then, they haven't quite met my pen

I have all this emotion bottled up n eventually it goes pop

How could I ever tie that knot?

Love could never be bought, heres a penny for that thought

I could have all the money in the world, I still wouldn't be happy

You see, I just ain't friendly ill always be twisted n lonely!

I've confessed it, but I still ain't petty!

Because I like the way I am, almost as if I see no equal

It would almost seem like im the definition of evil

When I pick up the mic, I have no respect for these people

So it wasn't you, it will always be me

But somehow you still set me free

And now, well I see the error in my ways

Little old me....the terror

Ladies beware

 

Am I really sorry? ... It will always happen again

Am I really sorry? ... It will always happen again

Am I really sorry? ... It will always happen again