This is a song about "Making up"

And this will be the song that we sing

The mess you've been making.

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

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

Let's put it on cruise control

For making an asshole

No slow demonstrations finally motivation to get making

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

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

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster

Rawest practice and making

Get off a key like i can’t sing

I summed it up in a verse my kelly rowland's waiting

Dropping bombs while reciting my work in making

Just wait this is history in the making.

I'm on fire, whole hood blazing