This is a song about "Bein on top"

Block the pass, we on top/

Pawning my chain in the shop

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Think your on top, should probably check again

I gotta know if it's real or not

Yo, not your everyday john locke, i'm on top,

On top of jay mccabe and his bacon

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

But somehow, i came out on top

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot

Like a fiend off the best rock

Till i come out on top,

But i stay on top the game

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

People don't condone what they've never seen

I'm flying on top yeah my rhyming supreme