This is a song about "Make"

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

I'm afraid of the destruction i'll make,

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

There’s money to make

Be thankfull for every breath you make

I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate

And every new sacrifice that i make

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

Outerworlds fall, stop in cells and make

If i die before i wake

But when we scrap you gon make

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music