This is a song about "All day party"

She say all men treat her wrong way

They smoke there blunts all day....

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play

When there's no seeds to plant ill move stones all day

So imma chase money all day

But i dont never play

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

Fuck all slobs kill them with a knife bk all day every day crip life

Count doughwork hard all day ever day

Get in the mood on blacc friday

This party will never stop we going all night

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

Be wearin crockadillys all and every day