This is a song about "Coming to the top"

Fuck that job been around that block

Gonna make from the bottom to the top

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

But little did i know that i would rise to the top,

Working my way to the top

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

Buy some new tims, i lace em to the top

And i don't make no bed rock

And ill just climb up to the top

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Ima plane hopper, bitch, im going to the top

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

Going over your head, i'm climbing to the top