This is a song about "Make"

I surely make it fast and make their ass do the dash

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

Im washin off another plate

I'm afraid of the destruction i'll make,

I feel good, i look great

There’s money to make

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

And every new sacrifice that i make

Redbox flow and i do not date

Be thankfull for every breath you make

Make the crowd go wild and make em panic

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick