This is a song about "Make"

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

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

Or maybe the right choice you'd make

Low income no bills getting paid

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

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake

Outerworlds fall, stop in cells and make

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

And i let her spend half the ticket, give or take

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

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Way to much right here is at stake

Yeah this new town cannot make