This is a song about "Make"

Outerworlds fall, stop in cells and make

Our vision never changed, we self made

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

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Then speed it up, this playing in the background

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

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

Dominating of the eastside shall commence

She self made, i'm self made

Stored in his mind to make,

But when we scrap you gon make

What is it gonna take

Make the mother fucker melt

Smoking khaled, my weed the best