This is a song about "Being on top soon"

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Blocking my path, flying through glass. soon, i'm landing on the floor

Till i come out on top,

That's how i got the weed spot

For going on being

I'm the sushi king

Im tired of being slepted on

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Soon i will raise to the top, makes sense that i was born on the highland,

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

But somehow, i came out on top

I diddy bop and make them titties pop

The 2 man clique at the top, soon to drop

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

I fucking hate this job

No worries, i'll put you on top