This is a song about "Going to make it"

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

It was hard going face to face with hate

Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit

And pray to pops that i make it

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort

Nice try im not gonna sell it aint going to work

Hard to make it in music/

Keep the bitches on my dick

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

It looks like im going to have to push through everything again

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

That could make some sense, to make amends, to take a stand, to make it tense

I started this war and im going to finish it

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit