This is a song about "Late greats best one prosper on top kings money getters mobsters"

No worries, i'll put you on top

Got a beans if you wanna pop

Gotta make sure we have enough money, cause my lady said "i'm late"

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

So i took another shot

Somehow landed on top

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

The one who i would cherish, and im puttin on my best.

Feel your chest on top on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Feel your chest on top on

When you took my hand up so calm

Can't bear the sight of kings on my chest, it's not too swell

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

One day ill hit the charts, be top ranked, number one

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son