This is a song about "Im gonna make it"

I've been through too much, so i'm gonna make it stop

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

Oh she’s gonna make it.

Get the zippo and spark the shit

And im not gonna do it with anyone but you

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

Me and my boys gonna rule the south me and my boys gonna make it bounce

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

They burn on every block

Someones gonna make it stop

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Of your never gonna make it you should just quit

Cause im working so hard to make it

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Im gonna make this quick dick ight you sick prick imma hit you with a stick

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick