This is a song about "Starting small and getting to the top"

Better stop pop-rappers getting to the top faster

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Its small enough to swallow and its got sharp parts

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Regardless, step up to the tar pit the small ones

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Starting at the feet an moving to the endings

This is the part where we run hip hop

Working my way to the top

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

Getting on all fours to fill in the pores and,

It's bedtime night night, im never phased i will have your style on the six o clock news

Peace and quiet to all the motherfuckers starting riots when im calling a truce

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Starting to starve nothing to #eat losing weight by the #week,