This is a song about "Im on a rise"

Reality of my life rise on the east with stars i align

Now i'm the young one with the 9 ready to put in my time

Slobs on floor, now da crips on the rise

I need a backyard full court size

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

Im on a paper chase

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

We on that high rise/ you betta get a grip

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

Fall to rise, from a couple balls paused with white on knives

And i'm still high, so i'm tryna dip

Im taking off sky high on a rocket,

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Im going on a shooting spree

A hero will rise, he needs to be wise

She's flawless like some uncut ice