This is a song about "Making it snappy"

Fuck it! i'll be signing people and be making them mine,

Of a nigga that don't give a fuck about time

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

So i guess me making it makes you a bit queasy nigga take it

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

We think making a bunch of money, is what it means to succeed,

You think i'm so small but actually i'm tough so please fuss up, cause they call

Making it hard trying ta figure who's out ta trap me, pataki, got all

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

But i'm making it, chillin' with my niggas dream chasin' it

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

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

And making a warm snake crawl down your asshole. bitch, make it close.

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

America's mirror, making it in pelican's tare, reaping the shallow, leaving the