This is a song about "Make"

Make the mother fucker melt

Niggas in the street scared

Or maybe the right choice you'd make

Now a nigga got baking to bake

Make it a war, ima make it my own,

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

Stored in his mind to make,

I know what it take

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

Together all the timethought it was true love

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

Make a decent quote before i make your reputation float

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

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz