This is a song about "I made it how"

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

How proud i would have had you made, but through self-pity i forgave you

I guess that's how it is,

Cause bitch, i'm big business

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Y'all would be so confused as to how we made it up,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I haunt but you forgot , i made it, so play it, then convey how i slay it

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

And i made it and i napalm

Made me think i wanna end it quick because this is how it was

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

But once i make it i'm gonna say i made it

Thus contributing to ongoing credit

Some how made it cos they sprayed it on walls the last calls

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse