This is a song about "Rolling with the toppers"

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Your names added to my hitlist, rolling the streets like a chemist

Rolling with the dopest hoes and they don't know i rap

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

I was rolling down the pavement with the bass up,

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

Energized and still going

Oh yes i kept on rolling

They meet them rich boys

Rolling in the rolls royce/

Rolling up blunts of the christmas kush

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Your rolling with the best the salisbury park pioneers