This is a song about "Make"

At an extremly alarming rate

And every new sacrifice that i make

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

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

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

But i'm tryna find a way to make change and make cents

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

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

Yeah this new town cannot make

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

Make the mother fucker melt

Niggas in the street scared