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

On my way to the top with theory,

Summertime in the city

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

I used to play the game and kill nigg'as call it pro player. shoot yo brains out,

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

In brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whip appeal

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

The motherfucking cherry on top, my response to the way you hurt the one's i love/

Yeah m a misogynist with a rapist's dialect i need a therapist i'm too violent

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Seems like there s a killer on the scene

Atop the pyramid, i'm on my i m pei dreams

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

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

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not