(Chorus) Rise above, rise above You got to Rise above, rise above (Verse) She had her little daughter with er, it was cold out She said aight I hate this motherf**er then she rode out He aint answering his phone, she yells what the f**? Then told her daughter buckle up, yea thats for safety See she been stressin lately cuz this n***a she done been with for the past 2 years Is now the current reason for her last few tears She text, he dont text back When she see him she be tryina s**, he dont s** back Its hard to be on jet black She call, he dont call back All he say is fall back n***a just need his space, so she headed to his place Cuz she just got a call from her home girl Ronda Who say he be creepin, he been f**in with Yolanda Yolanda? Yea girl, Yolanda Told you he aint sh** but you aint listen, I was tryna (click) Hmm, hung up that phone and hop right up in that Honda Headed to his crib, she said she fed up with this sh** Thought this time this was the one Thought I got better at this sh** Picking out Mr. Right, sticking out through the fights And long nights for what? This n***as is all alike She gon set it off, her daughter gon witness it all tonight, damn (Chorus) Rise above, rise above You got to Rise above, rise above (Verse) She said she just finish school, could barely pay tuition Now she teachin 7 grade, tryna make a difference Aye but the kids frustrated, said if they dont listen A a** like that, how the f** they spposed to pay attention? Im f**in wit you but for real she said they hopeless, a cla** full of jokesters Creatin all the obstacles, impossible to focus Little n***as barely read, tryna give em what they need And they dont even try, one little boy, he caught her eye Cuz he looked just like her brother, she be havin to call his mother But she act like she dont care, Where father? He aint here Now she frustrated, thinkin that she just made the mistake of her life Underpaid, be havin to waitress at night Six years of college down the drain Drinking, tryna drown the pain Party with her girls, feelin sorry for the world Cuz aint no hope for the youth Well, aint that the truth? When all your role models either rappin or they hoop, damn (Chorus) Rise above, rise above You got to Rise above, rise above (Outro) We got to Rise