SORRY NOT SORRY

Yeah, I coulda made a better choice, I mean, what the fuck? I'm sorry, I'm fuckin' sorry Yeah I'm sorry, I'm sorry I don't see you more I'm sorry that the four minutes where you see your son could feel like a chore Sis', I'm sorry I'm your kin Sorry we ain't close as we should've been Sorry to my old friends The stories we coulda wrote if our egos didn't take the pen Sorry to the freaks I led on (Nah, for real, I'm sorry) Who thought their life was gonna change 'cause I gave 'em head on But instead, I sped off, yeah, I know I'm dead wrong Sorry to the guys I had to hide (Ooh) Sorry to the girls I had to lie to who ain't need to know if I was by the lake switchin' tides, too (Tides) Anyway, I don't wanna talk (Ooh) Sorry if you gotta dig for info I don't wanna give So you stalk, make up fibs, just to talk about my private life 'cause you're weird (Uh) Met that girl this year (But), that's none ya biz Give enough with my art, know your place My personal space, y'all don't need to to be a part I'm sorry I don't wanna link and small talk over dinner I don't even drink, can't guilt trip me, I'm ice cold, roller rink Nigga-nigga-nigga, read the room Don't assume niggas is cool Stay in your pocket, this is pool Blah, blah, blah, blah 'bout trauma You ain't special, everybody got problems, uh Sorry I'm not empathetic (Nah, I'm fuckin'), sorry you think I'm pathetic Sorry I don't wanna bro down, sorry I don't know your pronouns I don't mean no disrespect, but, damn, we just met, calm the fuck down Oh, I'm out of touch and I'm a jerk? A bank account could never match my worth (That nigga gettin' money, he a dick now) Sorry Mother Earth, polluted air with chemicals and dirt These cars ain't gonna buy and drive themselves What the hell you think I work for, not to not explore and stay the same? (I'm) Sorry to the fans who say I changed, 'cause I did Sorry you don't know me on a personal level to pinpoint what it is I'm sorry to my ancestors (I'm so sorry), I know I'm supposed to fight (I know) But this ice shinin' brighter than a black man's plight, I'ma make it right In the meantime, I'll give some advice while these blood diamonds gettin' cleaned off Nigga, fuck the price, spend it then, then again, I can't save niggas I'm not Superman, but I could try I'm sorry I'm pretentious Sorry that the talent, knowledge, passion isn't missin' Sorry when I talk my shit and I could back it up with confidence, it get you niggas trippin', man Fuck the numbers, fuck a hook You put me on a stage and I'll show you the difference Let me see y'all hit a stage (No, y'all can't do it) Let me see y'all write a page (Y'all not gon' do it) Let me see you make a decision I made And claim that I don't know about minimum wage or Section 8, water in the ketchup bottle to stretch when niggas ate Gettin' pressed by niggas hoppin' gates Thinkin' it's normal 'cause you ain't supposed to make it past 18 or escape the Figure 8 cycle And I promise this is like a diet, I'ma make a way and I did, did Shit feel good, work paid off, now we gon' celebrate But niggas claim you arrogant when they can't relate to moments of feelin' great So they aim, duck-duck-duck 'em Shot right back, buck-buck-buck 'em Sorry, not sorry (Buck 'em, buck 'em) I got two words, fuck 'em --- SORRY NOT SORRY - Tyler, The Creator