This is a song about "Rise to the occasion"

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

I'm honking with the smell of effort on this occasion

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

As you rise the stars begin to fall from the skies

And ever since, he been on the rise, with no plans to revise

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

Like a rabbit yes i'm hip hoppin on the rise to the top

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

We hustle to survive

When i was on the rise

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

I needed to open my eyes and rise,

Just try to analyze ill pulverize all in the way of my rise

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise