This is a song about "Bout to be on top"

Dreams to be on top, never knew things would change

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

Full of shit, like i ate that john

We bout to set it off, turn the lights on,

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

On top dubia, india. stop to buy india

Ok. bout to rap on this fool

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

Trying to be a fucking legend, the man of mankind

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

To show you new fags who's on top of this

World world war 3 bout to be known

They blowing up my phone

We'll be first to the top so yal just suck it up,

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh