This is a song about "We might not make it back"

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

Cause it might hurt a bit when i curve the pen to make words and shit

If you give up this battle, i might make it a fast death,

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

We live life a rap for it there not understanding it

Maybe i’m just looking for the wrong thinglove don’t come sooner or later

Writing off scraps of the paper, know i might not make raps that are major

Together we can make it, brother i swear

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

Dro got me accelerating, breaks fail fish tail might not even make it

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Not worth squirming you'll just make it worse

Penncounting pennys over tha years

We sit back and relax and watch 'em make violent crimes,

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive