This is a song about "How soil is made"

Remorse and forgiveness is made up

Some niggas ain't got no luck

Got on my darkest shades, this man is made

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Puzzles me how she got so much, and made such a mess/

I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate

How every choice and every move made

My rapping made you soil

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

To make sure that the match is made

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

Guess how big my dick is

How can i portray this

I feel they praisin too much

My wand is made of knowledge