This is a song about "Not making it"

You've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit

Im making hits about this and in clubs hoes be shaking it

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

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

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

Splash tha niggaswill i dash your niggasonce i mash these figguzi’ll be badder nigga

America's mirror, making it in pelican's tare, reaping the shallow, leaving the

It's not making sense to you right now but

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

My territory you're making elvis turn gay, hey! and i'm not afraid

Not making cash, but when people feel it’s the best,

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Not even twentyone and your making me wanna be an alcoholic,