This is a song about "Make"

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

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

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

But when we scrap you gon make

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

There’s money to make

Stored in his mind to make,

H2o flow and i don't hold gate

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music