This is a song about "Make it last"

That we can't forget the past

It wont be the first time or the last.

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

This is my last chance to make something of myself,

Should known when i was only tryna make it last-

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

But he never spoke up, so they could make it last

I'ma back em down like shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand

You kicked it, surpassed all the crap and expelled it at last

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

I try to make time last

If you ever feel alone and

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast

Old head once told me if it ain't real then it ain't gone last