This is a song about "Making it to hollywood"

Until the end of time

Making my brain hard to rhyme

Making a how to be successful researches,

Everybody and their momma gon' chant this

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

Making love to a professor of divinity

Throwing money up and making it rain/

I live my life in tha fast lane

I ain't never gonna bow down to your expectations

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

Making you run back home to lil mommy

Puffin’ on that garlic, cigar full of marley

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

For a property in hollywood hills

No slow demonstrations finally motivation to get making

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying