This is a song about "Being broke rising to the top"

I can only imagine, uncle bob

Gonna make from the bottom to the top

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

How to claim the top of the world

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Temperature rising i'm heating the place,

Then lost her faith again

You were rising straight to fame

Shit grand like a muh-fucking bass load

Cant go broke tell my savage to get the smoke

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Im rising to the top while yall are falling like icarus

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it