This is a song about "Gonna make it"

That the pope, ain't gonna make anything fair, you just beter beware

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

Wanna see if my kids gonna make it through that

Cause these suckers wanna spray where i lay downmy homie lost his family and snapped

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

Yeah, i was gonna go easy on you and make it lyrical

I need money in a major way

I'm only gonna make it if i pray

Let the whole world know that i'm gonna make it

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

I know i'm gonna make it a living hell for the next one

And i don't need no center or guard to get him open

I've been through too much, so i'm gonna make it stop

Before you know it, she workin', jerkin' it nonstop