This is a song about "Lfg my homie ace on top"

I just load up and start dumpin' on enemies; i'm head hunting

I hear em gossiping on top of me my temp sky rocketing

The beat floating on top of my mind like a cork on the sea,

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

You was up thirty, now your down fifty

On my way to the top with theory,

At the local arcade, puttin my dick in the ace of spades

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

My homie just beat the charge

Cause, when i talk they don't just watch