This is a song about "Bikini bottom"

B least yow had freedom at the bottom

I get fresh from yankee stadium to the garden

Starting from the bottom, espn ticker

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Once they reach rock bottom

Bad hoes i'm seen with them

Me and my microphone could be one

And imma do it till the bottom

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Same nigga from the bottom ain't a damn thing change

Life is a pyramid, and we are trapped at the bottom

She vying for number one, tryna be number one