This is a song about "Make"

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

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

Ask me to make him talk im make the prick sing

Forever faded, i know lucifer waiting

There’s money to make

We got young people's lives at stake

But i'm tryna find a way to make change and make cents

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

Outerworlds fall, stop in cells and make

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

That could make some sense, to make amends, to take a stand, to make it tense