This is a song about "Me rising above all circumstances"

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

I wish i could reach up and touch the clouds, they hang above me,

Off to the rising convoy of toy-hogging actin all coy

But not the numbers i makeload up that wild boy

Difficult circumstances i was raised, i walk funny,

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Is all of the above

It's just textbook stuff

Scared to love, readin' all of the above, i'm takin' off the gloves,

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Cause never know, when circumstances rearrange

You redundant, you never ever change

Understand my purpose i just feel above all of humanity so i kill

Isn't a right its more of a decision. haters like gators hating me till

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

People always told me its a gift from up above