This is a song about "Top me"

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

On top of other issues stacking and the world be getting mad at me,

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy

Half my family and friends on top of me

So fuckin real that not even myself could top me

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Somebody told me there would be money at the top,

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

Put me into this tip top, shape,

Most bitches, niggas call gone real or fake

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

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty