This is a song about "Comin up on top"

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

Demagogues up top pullin' strings instead

No worries, i'll put you on top

Like a fiend off the best rock

Block the pass, we on top/

Almost cried right on the spot

I’m the king of rock

Till i come out on top,

See i'm comin for your top

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

Im a young nigga comin for the top spot

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got