This is a song about "To on"

Nobody to lean on

My sim card's the bomb

On a ladder straight to fame

Hell yahtry to dirty up my name

Im on my way to britain

It ain't where i been

Let em marinate, you forever late

Sipping on champagne to celebrate

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy

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

To protect him on his travels

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

What them tippers don't see

Chilldren hold on to yo teddy