This is a song about "Make"

Yeah this new town cannot make

When the club gets played

Outerworlds fall, stop in cells and make

I get my paper, y'all just hate

We can make more, make babies

Make like a tree and leave

Take it in turns just to make sure we make an emphasis

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Be thankfull for every breath you make

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

Stored in his mind to make,

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate