This is a song about "Make"

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

I'm make this choppa spit and make it come out her nose

Blowin' that long beach

You gotta make a speech

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Barely make cash, they wonder, it doesn't #make #the #sense,

But when we scrap you gon make

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

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

Or maybe the right choice you'd make

I feel good, i look great

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

Make the crowd go wild and make em panic