This is a song about "I make gwop"

I make impressions like a foo

It may be not the same for you

She’s a star if i ever seen one

But i can make it happen

I make your head spin round,

No reason to be around

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

I wasn't ready to make my

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

I make money high like jordan

For the outlawz, here we come

I love you though i'll still fuck

It's how i make the buck,

I can make it rain

I make love to the game