This is a song about "Make"

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Or maybe the right choice you'd make

Now a nigga got baking to bake

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

And every new sacrifice that i make

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

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

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

But i'm tryna find a way to make change and make cents

But when we scrap you gon make

See my hands start to shake

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

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

All dem niggas gonna hate

Outerworlds fall, stop in cells and make