This is a song about "Put your hands up and your gonna get a blow"

We're rising up, put your hands up, then stand strong,

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Put your hands in the air, bank clerk... work!!!

That bitch was racist, got me fired

Like a prisoner your gonna get shackled up

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

Put a bag over your head and then get kidnapped

She wear a scarf, louis v to be exact

I know the world gets cold and the days get long

We're rising up, put your hands up, then stand strong,

Strap a gat and blow caps at your skullcap

You, you, you have to pay for that

Put your hands down dad don't fuckin touch her

It ain't no hope for the future

And then your bmw gonna need to be tuned up,

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup