This is a song about "Make"

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

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

And every new sacrifice that i make

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

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

Make it a war, ima make it my own,

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

If i should die before i wake

Stored in his mind to make,

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

Guess what they got a choice to make

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Ask me to make him talk im make the prick sing

Unless it's steve harvey's buff sister trying to jerk my dick

I make elevating music, you make elevator music