This is a song about "Make"

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

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

And every new sacrifice that i make

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

Ask me to make him talk im make the prick sing

Wait, now it's about eight something

But when we scrap you gon make

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

I'm trying to take you where nobody going to pay you, kid

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship

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

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

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