This is a song about "High rise block"

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

God damn it i got writer's block

Sky high, iced out paradise

Cause i am gonna rise/

Kid ridin’ solo, beaten' the block!

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Up an down like a yoyo, yayo on the rise, we deny the high make us fly in the sky

I needed to open my eyes and rise,

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

I'm that nigga on the block

Bring the keys, oh my god

Started off on thin ice

And when i start to rise

As your family dies, and my family rise

He hit me on aim, i respond, he replies