This is a song about "Gophers make poopies yay"

I'm make this choppa spit and make it come out her nose

Everything i wanted never seem so close

You gotta make a speech

First class hoes, we on south beach

Stored in his mind to make,

New york, va, dc, get paid

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Yeah this new town cannot make

They say them colors must be fake

Or maybe the right choice you'd make

Make the crowd go wild and make em panic

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

Make like a tree and leave