Will I Make It (Outro)

Why... is everything so political?

You got to know someone, to get somewhere

The shit is too critical

So will I make it?

Who knows

I just hope the audience sees my soul

Cause I cant kiss nobody's ass

And I wont be fucked by no label

I learned from the OG's mistakes

Istudied the fables

So when I get to those tables

I know to read, prior to sign

No you cant snatch my soul

My knowledge is too divine

I'm drinking wine with my OG

I'm slurring all my hopes and dreams

She tells me, "Use the music as an outlet, dont let that music make me"

So will I make it?

Who knows

I just hope you all, see my good soul.