This is a song about "Climbing"

Ain't whining, just surviving, ain't hiding, just climbing,

I say i got it from grinding, perfect timing

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

I'm climbing these thin ropes and heightening

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

My rhyming skills are mine and ill, i'll leave you climbing hills,

I see a key ahead of my head when i was climbing the stairs,

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Didn't you now, i'm climbing a mountain of track

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Anorak climbing down your chimney fuck yeah bitch santa's black

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Dreaming about making it as a rapper but waking up and still climbing the ladder,

Climbing chutes and ladders to try and prevail in battles

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups