This is a song about "Top knots"

Working my way to the top

We popping bottles, it don't stop

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Now it's yachts, pockets got enough knots to take mobs shopping

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

And now that i'm at the top

And ill just climb up to the top

Curl up like big worm when i drop

From the bottom to the top

I love the way you walk

When i'm on it, on it like my job

Kiss my body from the tip top

Top notch to the top, i'm rated

See the feds and tap out that's wrestler shit