This is a song about "Making love"

Get off a key like i can’t sing

A ghetto in the making.

You know what i'm saying

Rawest practice and making

While im in the making

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Making a difference,

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

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

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Making love to a professor of divinity

Just wait this is history in the making.

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing