This is a song about "Tier"

I’m a top tier nigga looking for respect

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

I call that top tier re-positioning

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

Back then we were the best, sitting on that upper tier

Indulging a meal when a toilet's in sight

I'm top tier aimin high, fly as a kite