This is a song about "Make"

Make the crowd go wild and make em panic

So drop the slam and lets get sick

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

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

Ask me to make him talk im make the prick sing

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

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

Make like a tree and leave

And all my childhood memories

Be thankfull for every breath you make

We both teenagers with the same mind state

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music