This is a song about "Making"

While im in the making

Flapjack, ooh he bring

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Makin em drop/, making em pop,/

No slow demonstrations finally motivation to get making

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

Where the thing is amazing

About what they're not making

3 homies chilling making classics

It's moe, all i need is more chips

I'm on fire, whole hood blazing

A ghetto in the making.

Well people are always making fables

Or closed casket for our troubles

That photograph is fading

Rawest practice and making