This is a song about "We made it home"

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

It was my home by i made die

I want to focus on the memories we made

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

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

Dont get me wrong i love the land that we made

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

Imma celebrate when i made it

I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Ima come to yo home with it

So let's fight it,let's do it whole. flight breakage,we are comin' home.

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome