This is a song about "Road to the top"

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

To much pride will ride you down to the road of shame

Road to success headed to the chair

It’s not fair, the ones with the good hair

Cause in the end we all on the same road to success

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

I gotta know if it's real or not

And ill just climb up to the top

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

The path to victory's a mirage, the road is just/

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

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

How to claim the top of the world

But i murder him first

I shall rap nonstop, my goal's to make it to the top

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot