This is a song about "Raisin"

I'm rappin' for the scholars and the hustlers, meanwhile

Me i'm raisin it/see you lack the style that had for awhile/

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

Remember me cause im the a survivor of the hell raisin grounds/

I can you straighten you out when we twisted

If it was up to me, you'd be raisin my kid/

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Im raisin the bar, ya gna be needing a neck noose,

I'm raisin hell like you when chasin a chocolate parakeet

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

Where's all the paparazzi? hair on my arm raisin like my pops was a nazi

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Is to be more than just a rap musicianthe elevation of today's generation

Jesus saved u on the cross he was risen just to make your life tastes good like a raisin

And now.... i gotta wallow through the crap to find my heart somehow.

It aches ow, but you better admit it cause i'm raisin the stakes now