This is a song about "Making liv"

No slow demonstrations finally motivation to get making

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Makin em drop/, making em pop,/

A ghetto in the making.

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

This insomnia, making my head spin

Making my thought process sporadic

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Throwing you off making you drool

The mess you've been making.

Let my angel sing