This is a song about "Making it out on top"

In hopes to get on top

That's how i got the weed spot

Let me see you walk

Somehow landed on top

I'm missing out, on making some of that dough.

But like a porn star i'm best when to swallow

And spit all over the world from on top it

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

It collapses on top of me and i see

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

Keepin death on the top of my mind, checking out her body from behind,

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

I never lie i always try to stay honest on top of it

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

So pretty please, with sugar on top, tell me how to say it,

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit