This is a song about "Make"

Blowin' that long beach

You gotta make a speech

Guess what they got a choice to make

What is it gonna take

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

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

And every new sacrifice that i make

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

What you call hate

There’s money to make

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

We got young people's lives at stake

Or maybe the right choice you'd make