Make it make sense, the scene has become real dense

Like driving a car with a really big dent,

And your unable to afford your bills, can’t pay the rent,

Moving at high speed chasing to many obstacles,

Living life feeling like your just too unstoppable,

Got to stay clean like mopping the floor with mop and glo,

Before you decide to wet the nigga up with the forty 4,

In this life we all move differently, different directions

Some nigga’s think that they can get with me, haven’t learned their lesson,

Eventually as I get older you will witness me, progressing

Still being down and dirty, relentlessly, the games an obsession,

As I gain access into the outer limits’ rising high above the clouds,

Blowing my cap back until the blunt is finished, and I’m moving the crowd,

Making moves like I’m aiding the lemon, while I’m milking the cow,

See me mobbing through with my weapon, full of venom,

Get em, as I overheard the shots In The night,

When I heard get em, I was looking for a fist fight,

Instead now I’m running for my life,

In the end the bullet made the coroner cut me with his knife,

But it’s alright, life goes on when your on the other side,

As we ride, I’m thankful that I was given this life,

As we roll, I’m thankful I had a soul,

Making it make sense, is the only outcome I know

Make it make sense,

Onelove MDz