This is a song about "Gonna make it"

Catch me rolling with kelly or at the hilton with paris

It's gonna be you not me, who's not gonna make it through this

I'm gonna make you tap to my rap

Try to jack and i will attack

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet

But once i make it i'm gonna say i made it

Or i’m never gonna make it.

Or let the mob handle that

Of your never gonna make it you should just quit

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

We're gonna make this through, look around, hear the sound?

Told me mary was a go so we passed her round and round

Gonna see me on tv you just wait and see this girls gonna make it

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

Me and my boys gonna rule the south me and my boys gonna make it bounce

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds