This is a song about "Crips on a rise"

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

This boy rise from the dark corner of a room,

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

When you spill out hits

Hes got on some crips kicks

We on the rise, me and g, ghetto wise guys

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

It's time for a rise, a retribution

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

Up an down like a yoyo, yayo on the rise, we deny the high make us fly in the sky

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

A time for a prophet to rise and speak

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

A hero will rise, he needs to be wise