This is a song about "Make"

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

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

Or maybe the right choice you'd make

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

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Outerworlds fall, stop in cells and make

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

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

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

Make the crowd go wild and make em panic

Make a decent quote before i make your reputation float

Your bitch, she ain't laughing, but my bitch thinks it's a joke

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

I'm trying to take you where nobody going to pay you, kid