This is a song about "Make"

We both had dreams of being great

Guess what they got a choice to make

Now move a little bit to the left

Make the mother fucker melt

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

Together all the timethought it was true love

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

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

Ask me to make him talk im make the prick sing

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

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

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

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

You gotta make a speech

Blowin' that long beach