This is a song about "Making a comback"

I'm a prodigy, shit a legend in the making

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Still sharp as a knife and now i'm making mad,

Unable to think clear

Making fun of a queer

This is my skill, i'm making a choice

Nigga 50 million up on these fuck boys

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

Perceive these words, the making of a legend

Strictly menace wear, making off a guinness beer

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier