This is a song about "Making love"

3 homies chilling making classics

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Rawest practice and making

That photograph is fading

Making a difference,

They bringing me fish and chips

Just wait this is history in the making.

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

A ghetto in the making.

I was born to do the damn thing

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Found another man on her bed blanket over the head making love with no shame

An understatement said that k. lamar was under pressure

We're the main ingredients to making good love salt and pepper

Self-hatred...i hate you...and myself

She was always making sells