This is a song about "You ain t sittin up top"

Puffin’ on that garlic, cigar full of marley

You cant stand up im on top of ya body

Sittin' up in project hallways, crankin' bass, smokin' bones,

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

When that money calls i holla back

If you think what you see on t v's bad

My lady, my baby

Back then you couldn't top up for me,

Cane been warmed up and sent to the corner

I suck you up like top saucer

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

Demagogues up top pullin' strings instead

Like sally mae on college debt

You filthy nerd, sittin' in front of my desk

Hold your applause until the ceremony end