This is a song about "I m on the rise"

Emcee m b, remember the name.

Here i go again, falling in love again

Slobs on floor, now da crips on the rise

I'm everything that they call nice

A legend have to bow, africa

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Cause i am gonna rise/

And ever since, he been on the rise, with no plans to revise

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

So by the ignorant wondered rise

They getting nice, they got some ice

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

But nigga don’t ride my dick when i’m on that high rise