This is a song about "Make"

Yeah, i had this little bad thing something like them tens

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

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

I can tell you that this tape

Stored in his mind to make,

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

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

If i die before i wake

But when we scrap you gon make

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

Make it a war, ima make it my own,