This is a song about "Make"

When the club gets played

But when we scrap you gon make

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

And every new sacrifice that i make

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

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

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

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

Make the mother fucker melt

Bout time i got my respect

Stored in his mind to make,

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

Be thankfull for every breath you make

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid