This is a song about "God s on top"

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

Yo, i'm sitting on the top

Block the pass, we on top/

That's all i got

On top of that, i’m broke

I know you just doing your job

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Just searching for the perfect shot

I'll spy on ya chief, see a gold on top

So get them ends hot

Somehow landed on top

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

I'm flying on top yeah my rhyming supreme

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Think your on top, should probably check again