This is a song about "Make"

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

There’s money to make

I know what it take

Or maybe the right choice you'd make

Redbox flow and i do not date

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

They say them colors must be fake

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

I surely make it fast and make their ass do the dash

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake

And every new sacrifice that i make

We got young people's lives at stake

Guess what they got a choice to make