This is a song about "Raking up"

I should have known from the start boy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

I know you're mad, but so what

So i picked the pen up

Better then me running up

On they car note to go to the club

So she decides to stand up, woman up and never give up

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

My all gold rolly or the

Now im raking in the karma

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Now we're raking out our secrets in a leak, we got to fix it,

I said i don’t give a fuck

Lights coming up, night coming up,

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Just waiting to fire up