This is a song about "Make"

Make the crowd go wild and make em panic

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

Make like a tree and leave

4-3... yea, remember that please

But when we scrap you gon make

I know what it take

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

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

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

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

So i parked in a tow-away zone

Make it a war, ima make it my own,

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

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