This is a song about "Irish easter rising and war of independence"

Fastest rising star on this pad of worthless names

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

Rising and brimming and pinning with lava, volcanic/

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

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

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

Everyday some kids go out and fight war/

But i kept pushing and continued to my careers rising slope

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

And let’s win this war from fighting battles to the break of dawn

Niggas will find a way to tweak it till the art's gone

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

This dick of war, and i will not hesitate

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

And then you diss randy how could you pissed irish bitch