This is a song about "We made it to the top"

I shall rap nonstop, my goal's to make it to the top

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

Gotta lotta shit to say but it down on paper call it off the top

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

I want to focus on the memories we made

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

Yo let’s take it back to hip-hop from the top of the show,

Everyday we party hard like there ain't no tomorrow

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

I made it to the sky, without ever biting styles

We made it to perfection

What up girl, tell me how you been