Young Cubano
Will I make it?
If you don’t got the seat seat you beat beat
Hit feet If you hit the feet then you hit da feet
If you don t greet heaven you’ll meet
Stomp you out with my cleat I’m an athlete
I’m cold like sleet but I still bring heat
Trying to get out the street so take back seat
I’m on the buss and I’m trying to bust
I need pierce of the pizza and the cheese crust
I’m hot and I’ll turn you to rust matter fact dust
For the apple she lust, knowledge is a must
What cost, what’s the cause, contract clause
Claws that rip you apart, kill you from the start
Your soul, heart, on a go cart by an old fart
Im just making art of my part to possibly chart
Be better than I was before on the restart
To hit the center I’mma need more than a dart

Will l make it?
Will I take it?
Can I take it?
Can I take it?
I’ll never forsake it
I will make it
I will make it make make it

I’mma make it like it’s on easy bake
I know the ingredients to make the cake
I know when shit fall I’m gonna get the rake
Im handing out posters like my name Blake
I’m trying give more life shout out to Drake
Man n***a When shit get frosty don’t flake
See slithers in the grass cut head off snake
If you don’t they’ll bite you before you wake
I’m trying to eat big steak looking at a big lake
I want californicate as she show me the state
I’m trying to buy estate before it’s too late
My fate. I see the high rate shit is irate
They wonder why I theif like pirate
Date with destiny i can’t be late
I’m hungry and I need a plate
If it’s closed I’m gonna have to climb the gate


Will l make it?
Will I take it?
Can I take it?
Can I take it?
I’ll never forsake it
I will make it
I will make it make make it