This is a song about "Rise and fall"

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

And rise up and rebel against these forces like slave attacks,

Wolf gang, kill em' all

And sets you up to fall

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

One day we’ll rise up and say we don’t even need em

Fresh ass mike's, my rollie on ice

But i'm just chilling and we on the rise

Fall to rise, from a couple balls paused with white on knives

We will never die, we are forever alive

We all here, from the dealers to the kids

Our rise began with the fall of the bullets

All must try, and all must fall, so that those few men may rise

Frequently taking lives cause they not taking advice

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

As you rise the stars begin to fall from the skies