This is a song about "Making it in life"

Let my angel sing

While im in the making

And verbally swears the count in making

I ain't trying to bitch, but they say that i'm hating

This is only rubbing it in, so please take my life away

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

My life is in between the rhymes making a statement breaking free

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

It taught me that not everything in life is fair.

Just wait this is history in the making.

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

You making it blatant you're tripping on layman's

Money ain't a thing

A ghetto in the making.