This is a song about "Being broke rising to the top"

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Nearly broke the guys fuckin arm and got kicked nearly to death

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

Temperature rising i'm heating the place,

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

Supposed to spend the night in jail but i broke that cage.

She's a sex chaser, do whatever for the change

Off to the rising convoy of toy-hogging actin all coy

But not the numbers i makeload up that wild boy

Dreaming about being at the top cause youre a flop at this game youre lame,

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

From the bottom to the top

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Temperature rising i'm heating the place,