This is a song about "Raking up"

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

Now im raking in the karma

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Cause imma step it up, build it up

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

I never show up end up getting suspensions

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

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Best foot forward, holla at your boy

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

I love you though i'll still fuck

So i picked the pen up

Incredible flow you cant bind up (bind up)

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,