This is a song about "Top"

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Never gonna stop always at the top

Working my way to the top

And don't make vibrations stop

Yo, i'm sitting on the top

Like a fiend off the best rock

Ok, bitch you outta your top.

That means i have no block

And ill just climb up to the top

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

And now that i'm at the top

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

Block the pass, we on top/

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

Until the day i reach the top