This is a song about "Rising above hate"

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Cause both names keep rising

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Haha i'ma rise above the aspect,

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

But i dont care, i will keep on rising, you realizing?

Temperature rising i'm heating the place,

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

Rising the drive that slice into cries

Becoming someone you don't recognize

We writing about love for our nigga above

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

We don't ever make love

Is all of the above

I keep forgetting karma's circling above,

And stab bruno mars in his goddamn esophagus