This is a song about "We made"

I want to focus on the memories we made

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

Made a promise that we would go for no other,

You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper

Cant wait for the day where i can wake up and say "look momma we made it"

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

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

Wheat was made into bread, barley was made into beer, flax was made

Y'all would be so confused as to how we made it up,

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

But i do quite well with all the bait

I look back, mistakes were made

I'm rethinkin the choices i've made

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake