This is a song about "Love making"

And verbally swears the count in making

Persuasing so amazing, it's amazing

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band

Making me smile (making me smile------) can't

Making harvest highly anticipated

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

This shit has got my soul

For making an asshole

Rawest practice and making

That photograph is fading

A ghetto in the making.

Let my angel sing

Straight g thing, double m g thing

I’m a star in the making

Making my brain hard to rhyme

Save some, save none at the same time