This is a song about "Top of the dome"

Of the dome is how i bust these rhymes

All the time with this glock of mines

You slide, im on top of the ramp,

I start to think it's all planned

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

Sent away in the box, locked at the top of the ghetto,

Off the top of the dome, hold up lemme change my flow

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

I can pass out many scantrons, fail many students

Batter this beat one of the top applicants

You can swallow your words like a full load to the dome

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

It's a sad thing, the dumb shit that comes out of your stupid dome

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

Will somebody please show me how

On top of the ledges now,