This is a song about "Esperanza rising"

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Picture this, rising of an electrifying lyricist

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

We're rising up, put your hands up, then stand strong,

Im rising to fame taking all these joker tips,

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

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

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

Try rising to the level of aj, i'm now in my heyday

While outstanding, i'm astounding, and rising, from the ground,

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

It’s not a game, hold your dame

You were rising straight to fame

Dawn rising, cleaning up the camp site,

Cause you didn’t play the game right