This is a song about "Mom trying to rise too kids"

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

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

To realise that you don't have to do nothin' to rise,

Cause i get it, no charge, and bbc for the low price

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

To get naked when we were kids, now its too late and im done with

I'm trying to maintain some sanity although i feel too damaged.

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Shit, i watched you rise up and rip bitches to bits

She on media take out, but don't take out her kids

To all my friends reading this get ready to rise

Shout out my nigga reggie bush that just gets you the highs

I need a backyard full court size

I needed to open my eyes and rise,

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

And speak to suburban kids