This is a song about "A song about starting from nothing as rise to the top"

Lord shiva at the top as a dream fuck no its reality

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

The best days'll be when i got nothing left to rhyme about/

Lemonade connoisseur life's lemons coming out

Fall to rise, from a couple balls paused with white on knives

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

Like a rabbit yes i'm hip hoppin on the rise to the top

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

As you rise the stars begin to fall from the skies

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

Starting to starve nothing to #eat losing weight by the #week,

Curl up like big worm when i drop

From the bottom to the top