This is a song about "Not making it"

Throwing money up and making it rain/

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

Try to pull away from making me seem like something i'm not,

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

It's not making sense to you right now but

They wait on my return, i am az-zahir hakim

Of making it to t.v. with my niggas as a team

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

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

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

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

And my only fear's a wedding ring

About what they're not making