This is a song about "Nightmare of the top"

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

From the discussion of top three

Feelin top of the world

Long as she come to me first

Rule had a run, couple movie parts

Try to be real, not just top of the charts.

Know what? dope, crack, and coke is in the coat tucked

On top of the game and had the whole shit flattened

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

Sent away in the box, locked at the top of the ghetto,

Beyond the extremities of every one and anyone

Spot me ollie popping 'top of blocks as hot as the sun

On top of me the feds, economy's poverty, gotta be the heads,

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex