This is a song about "Try to make it out there"

Won't try to make amends

I think you and your friends

There soul to satan to make millions whats it to

A shame i gotta put up with her shit just to get you

Trying to make my message click, dont try to fight this

Go! you free to go about your business

Barely make it out alive

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

Fucking hoes, no strings attached

I try to make time last

I had my life turned around but the white flag ain't down, looks like we're going back around

Try to make a "good out" but ball comes out lost and unfound, hope lost and your doubt found,

Cause when you try to sound it out, it leaves a sour taste in your mouth.

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Soon you make it to thebtop he gone try to knock you of your limb

Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him