This is a song about "Making dollers"

I’m a star in the making

But he don't rule a thing

Throwing you off making you drool

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Well people are always making fables

All we need is convienient love

Living out of a homeless shit

Making harvest highly anticipated

Let's put it on cruise control

For making an asshole

Cause i can't seem to feel myself

She was always making sells

This insomnia, making my head spin

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

No slow demonstrations finally motivation to get making

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing