This is a song about "All for one and one for all"

But no one hears me, and for that reason i lie low/

Everyday we party hard like ther ain't no tomorrow

And slid back north of course to pen more

Trip to croatia and it's all paid for,

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

One rap to repent for all your sins

He cried and beg for help, but no one would answer.

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

For all the rappers and skills

Big said it, more money more ills

So the ones eye has freak don't run

I'll take them all out one by one,

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

I thort u were the one we had plans together and all