This is a song about "Make"

I'm afraid of the destruction i'll make,

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

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

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Be thankfull for every breath you make

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

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

Way to much right here is at stake

Or maybe the right choice you'd make