This is a song about "Make it to the top"

From the bottom to the top

This is the part where we run hip hop

Cause even if you get out ill be at the top waiting to make you cry

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

I gotta know if it's real or not

Working my way to the top

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

And the rest of the greats, i’ll make my way to the top,

I like it rough, and will go over the top

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

There is nothing in the world to do to make it fresher

Trade in my white tee for a tie and a sweater

And ill just climb up to the top

I get my cake; i love hip hop