This is a song about "Make"

Getting brain when i’m talking on the phone

Make it a war, ima make it my own,

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

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

But when we scrap you gon make

Im washin off another plate

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Make a decent quote before i make your reputation float

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

If i die before i wake

Or maybe the right choice you'd make

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

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

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass