"Aight, so let’s talk about the Jay sh*t/Some days I wish that I ain’t never say sh*t/ And Diddy said ain’t no excuse for what I did/ But I felt like he was knocking the same sh*t that feeds my kids/ I do music ’cause I need it to make my world spin/ So when you get down to it, it’s like you dissing my girlfriend. And Jay one of the only n*ggas out here bringing it/ So I didn’t think he would even entertain the sh*t/ ‘Cause entertainment is see-through, but if you really feel like I’m dead, then, n*gga, me too/ I ain’t tryin’ to write your rhymes, but you coulda skipped one DJ/ And all you had to say is, ‘T-Pain, we cool.’ But by all means, don’t take this as a dis or hatin’/ I just wanna explain my side of the situation/ So if you knew how much respect that I have/ You’d know I’m a real n—a when I say, ‘My bad. "
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