This is a song about "Bars from the top of my head"

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

From a head full of madness rests my thoughts that i complete

All of the hair from out my head

Like sally mae on college debt

Been like this from the start, mad bars/

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

If you don't know, maybach is the clique

The cold weather from my head, has cleverly leaked.

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

This shit fresh off the top of my dome

Kiss my body from the tip top

This is the part where we run hip hop

Yo let’s take it back to hip-hop from the top of the show,

I ain't really famous but the ladies need my picture though

I'm at the top of the game in my mind

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child