This is a song about "Make"

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Outerworlds fall, stop in cells and make

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

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

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

I say baby just make me cum, then don't make a sound

Or maybe the right choice you'd make

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight