This is a song about "Make"

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

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

All dem niggas gonna hate

Guess what they got a choice to make

And every new sacrifice that i make

That girl’s an alien and if i die before i wake

When the club gets played

Stored in his mind to make,

Outerworlds fall, stop in cells and make

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Got her going down, no teeth

Make like a tree and leave

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

I'm trying to take you where nobody going to pay you, kid