This is a song about "Make it work"

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

We have no life together. we can work it out, we can work it out. you have

If you make it work now

We be like chow

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

But hows that gonna work out if you ain't tryna make moves?

I will work hard, outsmart you crap rappers, make myself great

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

It takes so much work putting that through someone's brain, but

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

And understand i work hard to make these bands.

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Baby heading down a cloud

Song: "we can work it out"

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

I'm only 15, how the fuck i make this life work.