This is a song about "Easter rising"

You think you're hard boiled? fucker you're an easter egg

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

Now i'm rising up and fighting, ain't no guards, fuck protection,

Highest form of affection, physical connection

Never miss these things, see my game precise

Rising the drive that slice into cries

Im rising to fame taking all these joker tips,

My city's culture to the game now in existence

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

Rising higher than any mc

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

On murder and the rising crime rates, pimps and prostitutes,

Mami... she open, she open

In the land of the rising sun