This is a song about "Elevated"

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

Or the un elevated that was hated and mistreated

See, i got a obligation to always being elevated

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Im spittin elevated tenacity with a side of veracity

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

And the moon looking beautiful as ever

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

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

This that elevated ventilation,

I go crazy when elevated

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

Everything's changed, emotions elevated