This is a song about "History maker"

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Instead of darkened fiends writing her fucking history,

We're all cursed like that bu the maker

I chill now...cop a little ice later

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Through troubled times, i find ease with my maker

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Would it alter the course of my history?/

Let them come we’re the ones carving history,

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Long prequel with me, but that's all history

I shut em down, you fuck around, meet ya maker

I wanted a brother my mother i told her