This is a song about "Raise the fees"

Narcotic collector, that is the fees

Got tired of running from the police

By the fire in my desire to raise the bar higher

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

Raise a hill place my foot in the sand creating a mound,

I'm your favorite neighborhood rapper, please send me the damage fees

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

I wish i’ll never see you again

Raise my name, but i hate the fame

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

With the intention to rock the bells and raise hell

Put me down, i won't take shit. raise the bar a bit.

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

And raise my fist towards the leaders of the dominant populace

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love