This is a song about "At the begining"

I'm at the apex, your at the nadir

You is not hip then i can not coach her

So at the end don't come

Atl was tipping them

Flows keep comin at you at the speed of light

I heard that statistic i almost cried

Got the police bustin' at me/

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Swinging at open wounds at the wrist

My rap isn't fast but i have been the coldest

Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall

75,000 plus at the attendance at the grandest stage on em all

Im at the top yea im at the summit

I move aim, hit 'em and final flip