This is a song about "Africa rise"

To all my friends reading this get ready to rise

He hit me on aim, i respond, he replies

Above the clouds close to nothing just the sun rise

I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

She don't really care about anyone advice

Type of chick that only dress in something that’s designer

You gotta rise above, gotta raise yourself higher

Mine? type: nice. light come off the white ice

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

What we gotta do to survive

Cause i am gonna rise/

So by the ignorant wondered rise

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

I needed to open my eyes and rise,

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys