This is a song about "Abbreviation alteration aggravation confication"

Cause i am gonna rise/

I used to have a nine to five

This spiritual frustration self-medicated through inhalation

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

While i rise take your ass

Bring your pen and your weed stash

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

But i'm fuckin' pissed, i probably won't go gain some knowledge,

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Please understand my frustration and sympathize for a minute,

That life is just a (game), no pain no gain

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

Before the gain, and all the same

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

In your family i actually increase your family with my enthusiastic dick

But at times unnessecary, i'm gettin worriedteardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic