This is a song about "Rising action climax metaphor motif"

She smiles; a niggas full of passion

Directing lyrical miracles, action

You were rising straight to fame

Im courtside, wizard game

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

So baby don't miss with me cause i'm sick like an ill metaphor

Rising the drive that slice into cries

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

Picture this, rising of an electrifying lyricist

So if it comes down, may the best man win

I'm like superheros ready for action

Sight of her eyeglass brought me to climax

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

"we can play the climax race, if you're so inclined"

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind