This is a song about "Top me"

Till i come out on top,

Cause i break it out a lot

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

And nigga if you aint got versace then nigga you can not top me

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

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

I hear em gossiping on top of me my temp sky rocketing

I just load up and start dumpin' on enemies; i'm head hunting

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Climbing to the top so quickly that its scaring me

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

Told that bitch give me some top

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

And this candy gets me cheddar im the markets top supplier

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

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see