This is a song about "Make sense"

I master vandalism and my louie v's sprouse shit

Like a detective just to try and make sense of it

Hell-bent on denting any rapper who doesn't make sense/

Yeah, i had this little bad thing something like them tens

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

So finally might make sense, when these rappers are talking shit

Still doesn’t make sense to me

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

Does not make any sense when i connect lines

I know that this may not make sense

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Wish i could shed all these tears

I used my common sense

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

That could make some sense, to make amends, to take a stand, to make it tense