This is a song about "Making ps"

And this will be the song that we sing

And verbally swears the count in making

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

This insomnia, making my head spin

Making this your anthem

And it weighs a ton

Don't want to be the king

About what they're not making

She was always making sells

Yeah, that there is a fight in itself

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Rawest practice and making