This is a song about "I just wanna make it out okay"

I keep trying to figure it out why you don't wanna be with me

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

So i wanna make sure somewhere

I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair

It's enough to just make me wanna jump out of my skin

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

I take 'em out their misery, make it harder to breathe

And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories

Yet im stillll underated but i wanna make it

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

Chasing money in the city of crime

Okay i am running out of time

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

I pullin out my d, see, i just wanna be free,

I've got nothin' to worry about

I just wish you could have stuck it out.