This is a song about "Make"

Or maybe the right choice you'd make

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

They fasting they won't leave me ate

Yeah this new town cannot make

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

Guess what they got a choice to make

You gotta make a speech

First class hoes, we on south beach

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

A smooth criminaland though i pack this pound

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

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