This is a song about "I made it all look painless"

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

It's prestigious all the cash i made

And i made it and i napalm

No tats dey for my arm

Ask her address she holla saks fifth

All the work, it made me real.. i have no fears

Cant wait for the day where i can wake up and say "look momma we made it"

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

Take back all the mistakes i made

I made all this shit up

Say what you wanna but

Tryna remember all does times my girl and i made love

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

It was his mom i made cry