This is a song about "Making a comeback"

Making a how to be successful researches,

Oh its over whole time she knows this

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Of making it to t.v. with my niggas as a team

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Perceive these words, the making of a legend

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

Strictly menace wear, making off a guinness beer

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

I don't even know why i'm coming back with a comeback,

I wouldn't be famous

No one’s making a fuss

Me makes you a stranger. turn your back making you a hater.

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Making critics pop a sadam on this shit