This is a song about "Make"

They fasting they won't leave me ate

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

But i'm tryna find a way to make change and make cents

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

I'm dreaming to be great

There’s money to make

Or maybe the right choice you'd make

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

And all my childhood memories

Make like a tree and leave

Yeah this new town cannot make

Way too much right here is at stake

Guess what they got a choice to make

Our vision never changed, we self made

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Ask me to make him talk im make the prick sing