This is a song about "Make jouni"

You gotta make a speech

Blowin' that long beach

Ask me to make him talk im make the prick sing

There'd still be niggas out killing

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

But when we scrap you gon make

Make the crowd go wild and make em panic

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Outerworlds fall, stop in cells and make

Make it a war, ima make it my own,

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

Most bitches, niggas call gone real or fake

And every new sacrifice that i make

That could make some sense, to make amends, to take a stand, to make it tense

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex