This is a song about "All the way up the ladder"

I grew up in florida,but from the m.i.a all the way georgia we on the same shit

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

All the way up to church

Hit em so hard skin and bone start to merge

The cops are on their way to pick up all the bloody corpse

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

It smells like "8 mile",all the way,

Few chips, i get out n' spray

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

You haphazard backstabbers climbing the rap ladder,

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

So when he got hired he slowly climbed the ladder,

The-na-ture-of-the-world-to-day, the nature of the world today

Or that you picked up the way to be real in somewhere tv-land along the way?

Of wannabe rappers, go all the way around, and up to the top, climb my way into hip hop,

So i needs to hit a lick, drasticallyi see some balding-ass niggas and they slipping in my spot