This is a song about "Made"

My god come before this bread

You made me play that roulette

To make sure that the match is made

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

J. cole runnin' late

I look back, mistakes were made

I made your rep shrink like it's made out of 100% cotton!

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Put it on everything, history i'mma make

How every choice and every move made

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

Its the way god made me