This is a song about "Making a mill"

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

I wna make a mill everyday i get paper thrill

They offered me a mill, just starin' at the duck

Them niggas tippin' good girl but i can make it flood

Making love to a professor of divinity

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

Strictly menace wear, making off a guinness beer

Making him lose to a level one

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

Making a rap, don't care what ya'll say

Making fun of a queer

Man that's my worst fear

See i'm breathing for a purpose

No one’s making a fuss