This is a song about "Making the way up"

Or to make their way all the way up to fame

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

Get off a key like i can’t sing

I’m a star in the making

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Making unfair grown up decisions

Wake up; realize its the only way for the end

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

Cuz gun play, might end ya up by the run way

When love comes callin', don’t look away

Bun b, i’m underground king

While im in the making

For making you feel this way

Few chips, i get out n' spray

Dreaming about making it as a rapper but waking up and still climbing the ladder,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for