This is a song about "Make a"

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

And make a vegetarian turn into a veterinarian

Girl listen, trying to position

Make a world revolution

Pass that, catch back, fast that

Cant even make a profit

Told me to make a wager.

My pockets got paper on paper

First class hoes, we on south beach

You gotta make a speech

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

That would make a helluva story

You can't even make a breeze

Cause there'll never be peace

Guess what they got a choice to make

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight