This is a song about "Rising ip"

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

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

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Now i'm rising up and fighting, ain't no guards, fuck protection,

We're rising up, put your hands up, then stand strong,

Often wonder to myself where the day's gone

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

-ion rising up when the playing with gram tens

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

Temperature rising i'm heating the place,

Off to the rising convoy of toy-hogging actin all coy

But now its bottles at them tables, bring the models boy

Picture this, rising of an electrifying lyricist

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

The home of marvin gaye, that's all i gotta say

Try rising to the level of aj, i'm now in my heyday