This is a song about "Rise from the ashes"

I am out of this world and you a man on the moon

This boy rise from the dark corner of a room,

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

For the way my best friend treated me, turned me into ashes

But i'm just chilling and we on the rise

You make a nigga sing songs nice

And panned out, i'm all in love

In a rise from my crisis

Scatter the ashes, where the wind blows i'm daring the chase

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

When i was on the rise

Started off on thin ice

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

I'll rise from the grave with both hands raised to the sky,

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Burning the stage in ashes