This is a song about "Make"

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Ask me to make him talk im make the prick sing

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

Girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

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

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

There’s money to make

I can tell you that this tape

What is it gonna take

Stored in his mind to make,

And every new sacrifice that i make

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake