This is a song about "Make"

I can tell you that this tape

Or maybe the right choice you'd make

And don't you bring your camera phone

Make it a war, ima make it my own,

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

And every new sacrifice that i make

Be thankfull for every breath you make

Let em marinate, you forever late

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

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

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

Stored in his mind to make,