This is a song about "Make it happen"

Pockets probably like fried food

It just won't happen, sitting in a cube

Its like once you plan out for what you want in life and make it happen,

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Go where you ain't been

I wouldn't let it happen

At times i truly felt that we could make this shit happen,

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

Hey it was fun rappin but beatin me wont happen

Brother you've got to make it happen

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

Making it happen, vegas on acid