This is a song about "Made"

Take back all the mistakes i made

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

Not to shit on you

I have almost made it through,

Cause some of you bitches funny

Its the way god made me

Im washin off another plate

To make sure that the match is made

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

It's prestigious all the cash i made

Self made bitch im coming soon.

You can pick the next room

Innovative and i'm made of rubber

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

I'm rethinkin the choices i've made

I don't mind if you niggas hate