This is a song about "Bad moon rising"

-ion rising up when the playing with gram tens

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Dawn rising, cleaning up the camp site,

Walk blind into a line or fight

Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

Heard the sound of several gun shots

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Inevitable rising is what i symbolize

If she don't like walk under moon

Won't run out anytime soon

Temperature rising i'm heating the place,

Left brain, super 3, creator ace