This is a song about "Trying to make it"

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

Trying to make it big no one seems to be to nice

I step up in the spot, they get to working hard

Trying to live life to the fullest and make my mark

Real nigga shit i gotta make it one day

Hopin you can make it out, trying everyday

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Now excuse me, i'm trying to make a hit/

Streets are tough, are you trying to make peace with us?

Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius

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

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

I had a mother, working trying to make ends meet.