This is a song about "Advise"

Try to get up on my level i advise to hitch a ride

Nigga i tranquilize a bucketful of crabs damn right

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

He rose high up in the sky, i gave the advise to hold back on the rhymes

Is to be more than just a rap musicianthe elevation of today's generation

Why cry, when i could take his advise,"always look a man in his eyes before u kill him,"

I advise you to hide and not make a sound

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

Word of advise, don't feed your customers chicken fried mice,

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Uprise with in and advise ya friends.