This is a song about "Making a mixtape"

Who know this be the life that i really live

Making a how to be successful researches,

And the v12, that's on various trips

Making a difference,

Making her money she drive a mercedes

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

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

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth

Making love to a professor of divinity

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

My mixtape needs a warning sign attached so you know i'm dangerous,

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

We have nothing in common

Making him lose to a level one