This is a song about "The graceful forums made in forumotion"

I done made sacrifices for solutions now i feel alone in the trenches

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

Made in the underworld where the ghetto girls creep

So i could go help the babyshe could barely speak

My whip is new but i'm playin' old school

The kid couldn't stick in class, the money made him drool

Sort of remind you, why you don’t court no vagina

Everything even the us flag is made in china

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

Affected 'cuz their parents in the projects never made it,

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

My life was the slightest haze in spite of the life they made

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Take back all the mistakes i made