This is a song about "Making a comback"

I put that nigga in his casket

Making critics pop a sadam on this shit

That's the window into the sky

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

I'm not playing, i might as well be making a bomb

It's hard making a living when nobody thinks you matter

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I’m a star in the making

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Making a how to be successful researches,

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

Making a difference,

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

And i’m making a difference and i’m getting nice cash,