This is a song about "Whiteboys rising up in the lk"

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

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

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Im rising to the top while yall are falling like icarus

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

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

While outstanding, i'm astounding, and rising, from the ground,

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

Temperature rising i'm heating the place,

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

And i'll end up in a bed up in the hospital locked,

Coming up in the impala.

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Cause both names keep rising