This is a song about "Make"

And every new sacrifice that i make

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Ask me to make him talk im make the prick sing

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Make it a war, ima make it my own,

Playing with fire is a danger zone

I get my paper, y'all just hate

Yeah this new town cannot make

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Barely make cash, they wonder, it doesn't #make #the #sense,