
I wrote this song in 2007 while locked up at Hale Creek Correctional Facility. This was a program jail where we they woke us up at 6 AM, and we couldn’t touch our beds until 9 PM. I became an avid fan of Nescafé Colombian instant coffee at that jail. I got into a routine of drinking a big cup of the stuff and then writing for a couple hours every afternoon. I wrote a ton of songs during this period. I used to get goosebumps while I wrote if I knew it was good. I learned that song writing could be gratifying. I used to rap in the yard and rap in the bathroom and share my songs with my incarcerated of cohorts. “Buttlove” received instant approval, and I immediately incorporated that sleazy voice and cadence into my everyday speeach. The song is basically a true story about two different bonerabelles whose booties I plundered. To all the young bucks reading this: When you go to summer camp, fuck a chick in the ass. No regrets.
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This is also an old tune that I wrote partially in the slammer, and then while rocking in the free world. I decided I would try to sing on this one. Singing makes me happy. I’ve been singing in the shower since I wasun bebito, so I thought I’d give it a whirl on a track. I used to sing songs while I was locked up, too. I used to run in circles for miles and miles and get inspired to sing love songs in my Barry Black (the white Barry White) voice. I’m recording more of these songs.“I’m Sorry” was written for three different females, but it can really apply to almost any girl who has dealt with my situation of criminality. One thing I’ve learned the hard way is that my girls usually seem to have better intuitive reasoning than me. Every girl I’ve ever been with has told me, “You’re going to jail.” And then when I eventually do, they say “I told you so.” It is true that I also always tell myself that I’m going to jail, so maybe I’m psychic as well.
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I swear I’ve never smelled a vag that is hot doggy, and I promise my girlfriend packs no such pungency. She hates the song (cuz it’s corny) but also because she thinks I’m rapping about her, which isn’t true. I sing a lot when I’m driving, and one day “pussy smells like hot dogs” popped in my head.C. Strange made an amazing beat in my opinion. I love dirty funky bass-driven beats with old soul samples sprinkled about, so this was my type of banger from the jump. It’s real rough still, although we only recorded it in the early summer, so I guess this is the last song I’ve done. I’ve been on hiatus, and C. Strange is busy, so I’m assed out with weird lyrics percolating through my dome and nowhere to spew them.I gave my best effort at singing toward the end and ad-libbing about “Peking duck pussy” (that’s some pretty good pussy) at the finale as well. I guess I’m just going to attempt singing every time I record music from now on, and maybe someday it’ll start to sound good.
Previously: Jailhouse Rap by Bert Burykill