This is a song about "After it all"

No dirt weed, give me purp with no seeds, please aboard

After all the training you gonna wanna abort

Gettin check after check it's all i do,

Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you

I’m ready to take this win; after all it’s my last name/

To this day, the game, will never be the same

I ain't ?? just feelin how you felt when you came

It's same shit everyday, day after day, all the same.

And all my dreams are shattered shes the only thing im after/

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

It's not working after all. i think we had enough.

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

After all that shit you still call me baby in your arms

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards