[Intro]
And I apologize

[Verse 1]
I'm still fucked up from me living in Atlanta
Three hoes ain't enough, girl, I ain't Santa
Out the back door, can't get caught on camera
I can change, I put that shit on Sandra

[Chorus]
I'm still a good man
I'm still a good man
I'm still capable of being a really good man to you
I swear it's true

[Verse 2]
Still feel a lot of things
I still feel pain
I still see pain
I still sleep pain, eat pain
Heart on my sleeve, they should call me T-Pain
I still, I'm still a really good man
I'm still (And I apologize)
Following me, unfollowing me
Still got no sense of direction, I see
Touch and go with me
Had your mama reach out to me
Like you ain't come out of her and then come straight to me
Why do you play with me?
Please, don't be vague with me
Aren't you, girl, arеn't you proud of me?
If not, then what does that mеan?
I don't think you'rе mad at me
I think it's other things
Things like insecurity, girls that got surgery
We were so drunk when we met, we got no anniversary
Porsche 911 I bought your ass, like an emergency
You want some certainty
You want eternity
You want paternity, maternity and nursery
Look at my life though, show me some courtesy
Promise you heard of me, promise you heard of me
I'm still a good man (And I apologize)
[Chorus]
I'm still a good man
I'm still a good man
I'm still capable of being a really good man to you
I swear it's true

[Instrumental Outro]