This is a song about "Nightmare of the top"

From the discussion of top three

Once as a slave who imagined being free

I stand on top of the world

Long as she come to me first

"i love you" he said on top of the balcony floor

Fuck fame, i love my fans just a little more

The top of the very first inning

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

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

I kiss you on the forehead, baby just listen

Picking words from the top of my cranium

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

The route, of where he's heading, head straight to the top

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

You slide, im on top of the ramp,