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

My words are a flame, but they disturb stuff in vain, claim my money on the top,

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

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

Feel your chest on top on

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Just searching for the perfect shot

Somehow landed on top

God told two one eight, not to fill my mind with hate, but hey god its to late,

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

Yo, i'm sitting on the top

I fucking hate this job

Got 35 up on that last kings tee

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

Really could be the best one.

Fly as shit for no goddamn reason