This is a song about "Commin up"

Up commin its been a long ass road to fame and glory

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

My team winning that's a fact boy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

Sitting on the couch, that was my uncle bobby

Rapping i then came up

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

That shit was wack as fuck

You pick all off them up

Lights coming up, night coming up,

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

Stick my middle fingers, what up.

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

It's not making sense to you right now but

Problems stackin up, pretty soon im packin up