This is a song about "Top me"

Benign and malice keep me clean up top

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

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

Loaded that clip and then said bang, the drama it bring is crazy

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

So fuckin real that not even myself could top me

For me to stop, pop! just blew of your top

And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

Half my family and friends on top of me

Critics twist my lyrics every minute, cynics on top of me,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Spot me ollie popping 'top of blocks as hot as the sun

I swear it's like this liquor is improving a lot of women

On top of me the feds, economy's poverty, gotta be the heads,

Four big bottles of water a day, two packs of marlboro reds