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

For the outlawz, here we come

Morphine all up in the system

Coming up in the impala.

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre

Rising from the bottom to the best, ssc all we need to succeed,

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

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

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Can't go to her family, they won't let her stayno money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job

This my moment, i'm ready to explode, the angers rising up drop the gun, i'm goin into medieval mode

Im rising to the top while yall are falling like icarus

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Rising the drive that slice into cries

They getting nice, they got some ice

Rising i am i thought hutch, would go on but he ended with the click of a stopwatch

A life is the only thing we got time is ticking fast just check your watch