This is a song about "At the top"

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

I'm at the top pulling the strings like guitar players,

Hustle from regis and kelly into the late show

Sent away in the box, locked at the top of the ghetto,

When i'm on it, on it like my job

Never gonna stop always at the top

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids

I'll just rip you apart, start from the top, at the armpits.

At the bottom and top, running and also stopped,

Cause my mother let me do what i want

And i don't make no bed rock

Cause i am at the fucking top

I spit dope lyrics, then people think i'm buck at the top,

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

Got a beans if you wanna pop

And now that i'm at the top