This is a song about "Make"

Make it a war, ima make it my own,

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

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

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

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

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

Yeah this new town cannot make

I can tell you that this tape

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

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

Make like a tree and leave

I'm sharper than shark teeth

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music