This is a song about "The struggle and coming out on top"

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

And i'm already at the top.

Got a beans if you wanna pop

Till i come out on top,

On top of other issues stacking and the world be getting mad at me,

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

Coming out hard and sick,coming out sharp and quick

Bitches ain't around one thou

On top of the ledges now,

Coming out the snowfall, like hoth and i'm soft/

Hope all over again, we can start

I hope you get writers block and struggle, on the next day you get carpal tunnel

To the gullible im unstoppable as is compatible, bringing in the capital