This is a song about "Make"

Make the mother fucker melt

Hold up yea we the best

Playing with fire is a danger zone

Make it a war, ima make it my own,

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

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Make the crowd go wild and make em panic

Now i'm taking these pills and i ain't even sick

Be thankfull for every breath you make

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

If i die before i wake

But when we scrap you gon make

See my hands start to shake

Stored in his mind to make,

There’s money to make

They say them colors must be fake