This is a song about "Making it"

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

That's the claim i'm making, change a statement, i can't back it up,

All this icin i'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain

And now i still keep it real, i’m making a way with this pain,

I stared death in the eyes a couple times

It seems so meaningless, ain't even making dimes

That i got sexy ladies so back up some more

I'm making albums, wonder what i'm dropping it for,

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

It's making it hard for me to catch my breath

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

//fast flow to match the beat, if you do it slow you probably wont notice the internals lol

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

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