This is a song about "Make"

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

I say baby just make me cum, then don't make a sound

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

Be thankfull for every breath you make

Ask me to make him talk im make the prick sing

Are you comingto the point that your running

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

Make it a war, ima make it my own,

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick

Make the crowd go wild and make em panic

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

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

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