This is a song about "Making it snappy"

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

I ain't never gonna bow down to your expectations

You's a fag, you like that shit, o.f. is the fucking clique

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

He says be quiet, you'll making it worse

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Its hard to make it big then what niggas is making it

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way

In here it a different kinda ball play either that or making it rain all day

It seems so meaningless, ain't even making dimes

Money got me excited, i’m coming four or five times

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

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

Throwing money up and making it rain/