This is a song about "I made it how"

So let me tell you about this guy

It was his mom i made cry

How is it that little nigga like me made it too my dreams

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

I gets money,aint it's funny how we made it!

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

But i never knew how that made me lesser than sluts and mutts,

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

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

And i made it and i napalm

Hodgy beats is like limp balm