This is a song about "Making love"

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Making you hallucinate you're bleeding aquamarine

Simple shit but still y'all love making me nauseous in pain

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

This insomnia, making my head spin

They gon love me for my ambition

No slow demonstrations finally motivation to get making

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Rap giant, get your little locality smashed

Making me smile (making me smile------) can't

Making a difference,

Big stacks, no lego bricks

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Making harvest highly anticipated

I got them saying

A ghetto in the making.