This is a song about "Making a milli"

Making a rap, don't care what ya'll say

Think i need another play

Perceive these words, the making of a legend

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

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

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Making a difference,

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Not born in a hood place and got good decision making

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

No one’s making a fuss

Sometimes i feel so worthless

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

Twista finna get up on the track

So much to say a scrabble game

All while i'm making a name