This is a song about "The rise of prussia"

I will rise, i will get out of this trap/

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

Slobs on floor, now da crips on the rise

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

It's the rise of the reaper, collecting lost souls,

It's the rise of the reaper, the one that always knows.

Shit got hectic had to come up with my hoes

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

These guys are kings of the sea on my map, bee's rise begins the battle royal rap

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

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

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Cause when the curtain are closing,none of you gonna rise above me.