This is a song about "Make"

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

I surely make it fast and make their ass do the dash

They fasting they won't leave me ate

Yeah this new town cannot make

Stored in his mind to make,

I feel good, i look great

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

Ask me to make him talk im make the prick sing

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

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

But when we scrap you gon make

I don't mind if you niggas hate

Make like a tree and leave

Cause there could never be peace