This is a song about "Gangsters rising"

And get on down with this thc vision

In the land of the rising sun

And i come through your window just like i'm hustle man

Office full gangsters, prankster never know the span

Killing gangsters, way i'm raising ceilings is dangerous,

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

But i kept pushing and continued to my careers rising slope

Presidential suite and bitch, i never use my right to vote

Hallow be thy name

You were rising straight to fame

Rising and brimming and pinning with lava, volcanic/

Lifestyles of the kid who never had shit

Little white gangsters, i'd call that phase ironic,

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth