This is a song about "Yeah yo i m bringing down pro s like amerchers on the way too the top"

It’s hip-hop, not pop

Working my way to the top

I walk my way to the top like im going up stairs

Now the army suit's cute with my chocolate airs

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

The way i flow shocks you like friction on a carpet

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Yo yo yo, lets bring it from the top down, the only way is down from here,

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

I was in a drive by, killed the lights like a pro as i glide by,

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

Seems like there s a killer on the scene

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen