This is a song about "They dont want to see me on top"

You still dont want to test me, average white kid, on the inside

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

My slight fo's just talk dirty

You dont see what you do to me

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

I'm on a rocket flyin to the top strap on to me/

That cellphone that i bought

In hopes to get on top

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

She want to see you on your knees

You dont want to engage get me out my cage

And i'm driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

"oh shit bro, they really want me to go in don't they?"