This is a song about "Ceiling"

Smoke that weed then we do the damn thang every evening evening

Another eleven to lessen my vision, inverted ceiling.

I've hit the ceiling of what i will go through

I'm talking ambition, i could spell it for you

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

I'm different, i'll twist the wicked ceiling off this little building,

Fuck what they say and get your dough nigga

There’s a glass ceiling to break, uh huh

I have your girl kneeling right underneath the ceiling

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

Why not me the same thing

I'm up on the ceiling,

The stars is in the building, they hands is to the ceiling

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Light skinned women, all sex everything

The ceiling you see i can't feel what i'm feeling