This is a song about "Making mon"

What up girl, tell me how you been

Is making the perfect potion

Hoes row got beans in them

Making this your anthem

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

No slow demonstrations finally motivation to get making

Making money was the ideal

You light-years behind here

Making my brain hard to rhyme

Would look at us all the time

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Rawest practice and making

Why not me the same thing

While im in the making

Cause u know that this my jam

Making bitches say damn