This is a song about "Make"

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

First class hoes, we on south beach

You gotta make a speech

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

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

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

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Ask me to make him talk im make the prick sing

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

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

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