This is a song about "Make"

They fasting they won't leave me ate

Guess what they got a choice to make

Make the crowd go wild and make em panic

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

Stored in his mind to make,

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

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

Together all the timethought it was true love

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

Shit got hectic had to come up with my hoes

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

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

K9's all in the kitchen way before i even heard of mike vick

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Be thankfull for every breath you make

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