This is a song about "Standing up"

From los angee area anytime i'm fucking landing

My money keep me staying, my dick allways out standing

But everybody’s self-made carved their own names

Standing behind a lectern of fire and flames

Anyway i'm standing in the alleyway

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

Standing on a plateau smoking indigo

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

I feel so cold standing alone

So i parked in a tow-away zone

Living in this bag of meat standing 6 foot tall

I get brain everyday; i'm a know it all

So here i am at the store for some chips

I'm standing up, i'ma face my demons

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

Told me i was going to grow up to be a prostitute standing