This is a song about "Raising canes"

Raising my fingers to critics

So i guess that's where i hide my things

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

The bills kept raising the stress, i remember waking from bed

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

You raising the bar high? im over it. im that tall

That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

The bills kept raising the stress, i remember waking from bed

They blowing up my phone

Raising a kid on your own

Why not me the same thing

Guns blazing, hells raising

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

You better off raising the flag and just retreat