This is a song about "I made this"

Got patron sippin' in my cup, hey, where's your man

I haven't made fuckin yen as this rap middleman

Not too many is touching, double m g this summer

I was made to do this shit like a used plunger.

Who would have thought i made this a career

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear

I tried to convince them but those guys are dull, they just kicked their minds outta their skull.

I'm going to bury you in this box i made outta your own kitchen table

Watching for the cops that's moving through

So i made this beat to educate you

I swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre

So i give your ass props if you made through this far,

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

This is a message to my family, 'cuz man i made it through too,

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

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause