This is a song about "Make"

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

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

There’s money to make

Who’s iller, i’ll wait

Low income no bills getting paid

Or maybe the right choice you'd make

Make the crowd go wild and make em panic

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

We both teenagers with the same mind state

And every new sacrifice that i make

Ask me to make him talk im make the prick sing

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

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

We got young people's lives at stake

Guess what they got a choice to make