This is a song about "All about her"

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Because it's all about you,

And if you pay for that yourself

Im all about myself

Imma show you what im all about

Weed up, better make a sound

Now all i can think about is how you've fucked with her head

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

And i wanted all parts of her

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

Underrated that's temporarily for the moment

Stupid shit about her using her fucking penis pump

It's all about the present unfolding

I was born to do the damn thing

Life's all about acting,

Money ain't a thing