This is a song about "Elevated achievements"

See, i got a obligation to always being elevated

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

How about the issues of the uneducated or the un elevated

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Your heart rate is elevated, so's your blood pressure,

Thug life niggas and we be ready for whatever

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

Everything's changed, emotions elevated

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Or the un elevated that was hated and mistreated

This that elevated ventilation,

You're uncool like my mother kin

Im spittin elevated tenacity with a side of veracity

Popping something thats forbidden and every single fifty