This is a song about "Make"

You gotta make a speech

Blowin' that long beach

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

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Barely make cash, they wonder, it doesn't #make #the #sense,

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Our vision never changed, we self made

Be thankfull for every breath you make

Make the mother fucker melt

Niggas in the street scared

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Yeah this new town cannot make

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid