This is a song about "Make"

Be thankfull for every breath you make

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

Guess what they got a choice to make

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

If i die before i wake

Outerworlds fall, stop in cells and make

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

Stored in his mind to make,

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

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

They fasting they won't leave me ate

Or maybe the right choice you'd make

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

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