This is a song about "The top"

How to claim the top of the world

We left em a world that's cursed

I gotta know if it's real or not

Kiss my body from the tip top

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Gonna make from the bottom to the top

And i don't make no bed rock

Yo, i'm sitting on the top

Disgusted, not even in the top 30? bitch i'm almost top six/

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

Working my way to the top

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

At the top/. make it drop,/

They burn on every block

That's how i got the weed spot

Off the top cr-ocker pot/