This is a song about "Making sales"

With sales of fish scales from triple beams i gleam

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

While im in the making

Where the thing is amazing

Well people are always making fables

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

Making my thought process sporadic

Makin em drop/, making em pop,/

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

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

Making you hallucinate you're bleeding aquamarine

A ghetto in the making.

But he don't rule a thing

Dropping bombs while reciting my work in making

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing