This is a song about "Crafting"

Not the days he spent so carefully, crafting words to his melody

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Elevating syllables and crafting myself a prodigy,

Done with crafting my immaculate vision, fast bite when i run with dracula's minions

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Master tactician at work, crafting compositions