This is a song about "We almost there"

Maybe so, there is no laying low, we all part of the show, are y'all catching my

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

There is nothing we can do to stop it

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Celebrated , there we put our

Mr. teen and mr. t with a mouth full of powder

12 bars later i'm thinkin we almost threw.

The game is to be sold not told, so fuck you

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

But here we show, there it goes, i remember gas stations,

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

They peek while they're asleep and then they sneak it in, (whoops, there we go!)

Remember when we almost got into that fight

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

There ain’t no going back, don’t deny it, ‘cuz we know the facts,

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants