This is a song about "While i am at the top"

Here i am at the door can't find the keyhole

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop

I was born at the bottom, on my way to the top

I can only imagine, uncle bob

Keep clam my nigga we living at the top

I spit dope lyrics, then people think i'm buck at the top,

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

I won't be his footstand so he can be up at the top

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

At the top/. make it drop,/

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

At the style that i incorporate i perforate while you masturbate