This is a song about "Make"

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

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

I say baby just make me cum, then don't make a sound

Got a bunch of haters, plus i got more to count

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

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

Make the mother fucker melt

I practiced till that shit made perfect

Make a decent quote before i make your reputation float

Your bitch, she ain't laughing, but my bitch thinks it's a joke

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

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

And every new sacrifice that i make

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

I'm afraid of the destruction i'll make,

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate