This is a song about "I never touched the top"

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop

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

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

When the moment you touched her, she lunged at you

You'll never get to the top with your rotten clothing or are you just posing you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

I stand on top of the world

But i murder him first

I touched down in 77'. figured out i would not last by the age of eleven.

Raised in this whirlwindour childhood years, recall the tears: heart laced with venom

Self-awarding, negligence of the less important

I wrote this stoned as fuck, my flow can't be touched

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Dick so far up i think it touched her spleen

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Never gonna stop always at the top