This is a song about "Climbing roofs"

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

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster

Climbing chutes and ladders to try and prevail in battles

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

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

At last i storm the yard tearin roofs apart as wind blows.

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

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

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

That i was climbing, with this line im describing how many words ive been designing

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Rhyming on good timing like i'm climbing to be signing

His busted chops overlapped, like the roofs shingles.

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples