This is a song about "Raise"

See money talk and these days

Momma was getting a new raise.

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

You slaughtered the lamb of god, for your work you get no raise!

Baby girl my stroke official

My salute to you i raise the middle

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

Let's pretend he was a kid people were able to raise,

To raise above the sky like a comet

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

Raise my name, but i hate the fame

You just tryin' to run game

Mark it, raise the price an charge it

No famous name vouch and i'm still the shit

She's just trying to raise me, concerned with my well-being,

If i got all y'all, there won't be no sense in cheating