This is a song about "Rising to the top"

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

Going over your head, i'm climbing to the top

You were rising straight to fame

Hallow be thy name

From the bottom to the top

So get them ends hot

Temperature rising i'm heating the place,

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

Buy some new tims, i lace em to the top

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Go to the top of the building

I have sins so my pants never had lent

Rising through the ranks just like the president

Top notch to the top, i'm rated

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that